Soul in Deathless Flight

I have succumbed to sorrow once again

Though beauty poured her essences on me

Yet on the death of loveliness my pain

Welled up as on a dark and storm-filled sea

A solitary barc is tossed and thrown,

Submerged by crushing waves, uncaring tides,

The inner being capsized, stranded, lone,

Upon these unknown shores where danger hides.

In the uncharted waters of the dawn

The soul recovered from the shocks of fate,

For aspiration ever is reborn,

Has once again set sail – the hour is late.

A white bird soars in alabaster skies

Ascending stage by stage the realms of light,

Planing now he rests, again to rise,

Symbol of the soul in deathless flight.