Quintessence

Towards Eternity

Quintessence


Floating by the savour of sudden streams, 
in the anguish of discovering 
in the deepest arcanes, 
under the ocean, oceans... 
and far, my image... 

I live... 
...and so I live 
still more than the mystic poetry. 

I run free, through virginal ways, 
transmiting light, collor 
and perpetual movement. 
I come to the last ethereal degree, 
the sublime quintessence of being. 

I know the "true" love, 
herald of power, 
stumbling in the mysteries of balance, 
from existence to existence. 

However, I can feel the heavy hands of past 
beat in my shoulder... 
I absorb the time of life. 
I conjugate the "true" verb in infinite.