My aloneness is more exemplified in,
Music; which plays through my vibration in ecstasy.
My rudder which gives direction for the journey,
Undefined; stays awake to play through me.
My lovingness is transformed in,
HIS touch; saturated I mingle onto HIMSELF.
My distance is reduced to null in,
Void; giving rein to the flight of HIS love.
My imagination partake the Mighty in,
Benevolence; to bestow health for Humanity.
My obeisance is nothing more than a,
Life; which utters HIS glory through my chants.
What else can I opt for when the whole universe is,
Dancing; to the beat HIS DIVINE TRUMPET.
What more there is to look for in,
Grace, which I reap from the children's of HIS.
What serenity can I search for in,
Peace; when bubbling is reduced to breathing.
What is there to fetch when ALL is in,
Microcosm; which borders around Macrocosm.
What is there to love when HIS glare is,
Glazed; beeming universally with the lust for life.
What more respect can I garnish to thee in,
Bowing; than prostrate myself at thy feet.
Ah! My aloneness!
