Paths I, i

                 
I leave the world of thoughts supine!
   To see the twilight of desire
   Mirrored in the changed face I meet
   Helps reduce the heat of passion’s fire
While dwelling anew beyond time
   In a vision’s view of beauty rare.
      Through infant eyes of clarity
      The virgin worlds of this life, greet
      All past reflections placidly;
   Ascending new heights on the stair,
Come to rest at the balance line
   Between minds laid openly bare
   And mature fetters of dead despair.



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