Leaving ground to eternal,
my soul as in half sleep.
still sense of spreading joy;
still senses infinity,
the everlasting light.
enthusiasm that never end.
ripping through inside darkness
and all sin that bound.
Vulnerable to omnipotence.
way through heart purity.
as aerial I spreading
and spreading through space;
as if mingles with infinite
and being eternal itself.
me not only me but
the world in myself.
Here ever day and smile,
no grief,regret, tears.
Himself God is lustre here
of lasting morning.
of ever spring and beauty.
In flight to heaven
still I sense paradise.
although it's near
but far for all.
©astrophel
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