Here you are a traveling soul. Moving through the endless space. You lust for strength, you covet hope, as you shift through the wall of smoke.
In whole reflection just gaze around. Erecting illusion and hallucination. Forging vitality. You call upon the holy flames. The scintillating star of a million loves.
Whatever you feel is what you will see in your reflection of this poem. The time is coming an you will know, it's not for me or anyone else to show.