I leave the world of thoughts supine!
To see the twilight of desire
Mirrored in the changed face I meet
Helps reduce the heat of passion’s fire
While dwelling anew beyond time
In a vision’s view of beauty rare.
Through infant eyes of clarity
The virgin worlds of this life, greet
All past reflections placidly;
Ascending new heights on the stair,
Come to rest at the balance line
Between minds laid openly bare
And mature fetters of dead despair.
Continue to Paths I, ii