Destiny’s powerful hand
Turned the page of heaven’s book
A new breeze brings hope
Out of pages a smell of ozone
Releases jubilantly, and
The letters; dazzling stars
In circles assembled; forms
Words; revealed imperatives
The magnet cover attaches
All ions of my Soul
Cells and molecules dancing
Following the tune, the rhythm and
Harmony of the celestial melody
Emerged from the motions
Of quasars, extinguishing stars,
Cosmic tunnels, Galactic bubbles…
And Meta- galactic travelers with fanfare
In the front of their Caravans
Dark is the night there; they shall
Rest for a while; to celebrate
Their triumph in Caravansary
Of the Diamond Tower
Surrounded by golden walls and
The emerald paths that lead
To the holly Shrine
There is a crowd; all silk
And brocade wore, waiting
To host them and celebrate
The liberty of the Soul
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