Phoebus
The ocean moon as symbol of soul,
divine vapor and breath of whole.
Incarnated in that formidable eye,
to attain the summit seen in that sky.
Ceaselessly twilight unite,
assisting that love affair so bright.
Surpassing human weakness,
falling just short in divine greatness.
By sleep the soul so vigorous,
free from senses lustrous.
Hindered deity by bondage of mind,
in sleep behold those wonders kind.
The ability to see the pouring bliss,
the miracle loves wisdom kiss.
Dimly waking the mind inevitable
tincture purpose creditable.
Space and time in consequent principle,
spirit wheel season disciple.
Clouds of egos illusion to realize,
true purpose endeavors penetrates.
Phoebus the innocent cosmic child,
is alluring that pondering mind.
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https://robertrittel.blogspot.com Living virtualistic through myself. The road I wanted to follow choose me and I can see the cosmos to know itself. I remember only moments where my actions manifested the belief of my passion, choosing my next universe through what I have learned in this one. My fears got lost in dreams, sensing what needed to be done with no thinking. I believe in fairy tales, especially with dragons and how to tame them. I do not need any strange faith to worship that celestial brilliance. Dismissing everything what insults my soul and faithful in those small things, because it is in them where our strength is.
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