03-21-2013, 10:09 PM
Enlightenment’s Release
Spurn the shadow of the saints' quintessence
Where you languish, cold and covert fire.
Seek the air which sparks innate candescence
And lifts you up, imperfect splendid star,
Into an everlasting cosmic sea.
Reach down and touch the earth with joyful hand,
Discover there the sensate mystery
Your heart’s philosophy to understand.
Arise in synthesis from shadow’s pall
Arousing from unconsciousness your soul.
Rewrite:
Spurn the shadow of the saints' quintessence
Where you languish, cold and covert fire.
Seek the air which sparks innate candescence
And lifts you up, imperfect splendid star,
Into an everlasting cosmic sea.
Reach down and touch the earth with joyful hand,
Discover there the sensate mystery
That shapes somatic form from dust and sand.
Arise in synthesis from shadow’s pall
Arousing from unconsciousness your soul.
re-rewrite: (HELP!!! the last line is hopelessly cheesy and my mind just broke)
Spurn the shadow of the saint's quintessence
where you languish, cold, quiescent fire.
Seek the air which sparks innate candescence
and lifts you up, imperfect splendid star,
into an everlasting cosmic sea.
Reach down and touch the earth with ready hand.
Discover there the sensate mystery
that shapes somatic form from dust and sand.
Rise up and battle darkness for control,
open your eyes and light will fill your soul.
Spurn the shadow of the saints' quintessence
Where you languish, cold and covert fire.
Seek the air which sparks innate candescence
And lifts you up, imperfect splendid star,
Into an everlasting cosmic sea.
Reach down and touch the earth with joyful hand,
Discover there the sensate mystery
Your heart’s philosophy to understand.
Arise in synthesis from shadow’s pall
Arousing from unconsciousness your soul.
Rewrite:
Spurn the shadow of the saints' quintessence
Where you languish, cold and covert fire.
Seek the air which sparks innate candescence
And lifts you up, imperfect splendid star,
Into an everlasting cosmic sea.
Reach down and touch the earth with joyful hand,
Discover there the sensate mystery
That shapes somatic form from dust and sand.
Arise in synthesis from shadow’s pall
Arousing from unconsciousness your soul.
re-rewrite: (HELP!!! the last line is hopelessly cheesy and my mind just broke)
Spurn the shadow of the saint's quintessence
where you languish, cold, quiescent fire.
Seek the air which sparks innate candescence
and lifts you up, imperfect splendid star,
into an everlasting cosmic sea.
Reach down and touch the earth with ready hand.
Discover there the sensate mystery
that shapes somatic form from dust and sand.
Rise up and battle darkness for control,
open your eyes and light will fill your soul.