Musings

Empowered through vigorous practice, which comes so duly. In these sparkling fables and most in the fluidity of legends and all their belongings. As to be seized and arrested by the miracles from the depths and essence of my soul.

To unfold the greatest charity, in the equilibrium from the windows and eyes of my soul. Perfectly submitting to the inner approachable analysis of the self, equally balanced with existence. To surround the profusion of the mysteries that glean at length the triumphant meditations.

Its splendid sanctuaries of perspective are fabricated by the magnificent panoramas. Of all the everlasting ways I may be received each time by the miraculous glimpses of that blessings treasure. Richly intricate mind, enlightened rummaging in the attained proficiency of its profound acquisitions.

Established for my own benefit, and at full liberty to do so. I desire its constant change, as I suffer it to remain as it already stands. The mind of the critical keeps watch over applied knowledge and discernible wisdom.

For it nurtures a purity of thought and action through its brevity. Trusting that mistakes will be made known so as to correct them in many ways. Of a stormy love, I loved all alone with my unworldly wit and what good bards have shown. I have seen, through others, the pure well of beauty; that which is my choice, chance, and curse.