I rise, like a phoenix from the embers
To my cosmic destiny, by Love enrolled
To write passion cross your Heart's chambers
In streams of dreams and fires of gold

I spread, like the light of a rainbow
Across my life, in age educated
Of the Joy that Heart's passion sew
And therein I feel bliss, elated

And now there is reason to rejoice
Since in the throne of angels I reside
Giving form to Heavenly voice

I serenade World's youth, she innocent
Abloom with sublime Beauty
Under stars' celestial tent

Though moral decay breeds soul's corruption

That offends Heaven, which desires purity

Still all spirits are vibrant with virtue's commotion

Possessed of passionate charity

Humanity is perverse indeed if void of care

For that beyond oneself, bigger than the ego

But such estrangement from Heaven's philosophy indeed is rare

Mutual concern abloom like rainbow

In Love pure hearts are kin

Passion a greater force than apathy

For passion has a world to win

Yet decline threatens the virtues

Which are precarious, transient

Man's moral ambivalence does God amuse

If any magic could equal that potent spell

Of your own spirit, which I observe thankfully

The world would be redeemed of hell

Seeds of Heaven by magic plant carefully

My Heart, sensitive to passion, makes

Fierce fire in mimicry of your divine light

Enchants my sight with sublime Beauty that takes

Me captive, and therein my soul's flight

I've never felt a Love so pure

As this, a magnificent flame of gold

My devoted soul enwrapt by passion raw

As Beauty of Love unwind, unfold

I've never been as delirious

As this, in divine trance

Enchanted by pleasures amorous

Consist in heavenly romance

A spirited love of Democracy is

The sublime virtue, for such a passion

Unites the Heart and society, in divine liaison

In which humanity's heavenly destiny fruitions with ease

Love wakes the demos and gives it wings

Its flight majestic, salute by God

The democracy of the angel squad

A guide for the soul of man, and Heaven to Earth brings

To Liberty, the love of which I speak sings

Fierce rebellion against tyranny abloom

For Freedom, most cherishable of things

Time demands liberation of the soul

From the chains of servitude that suppress it

And repress the communion of one with all

Cosmos of splendor
Bless me with thy magic
Blaze in heavenly glory
And dance in liberty
Thy Beauty is immortal
Transcendent, eternal
The couture of Heaven
A divine revelry

Fires of gold
Are thine aura
Rivers of passion
Are thy heart
Infinite flowers
Are thy spirit
Image of Heaven
Is thy soul