[ Poem ] The Wizardry of Tranquility
The immortal expansion lies,
With its quintessence legitimacy in its cradle,
Carving the manifests
Into the befalling conjecture.
Surmounting the subjection,
Leaping over the only brittle pebbles
Of dilapidated candor,
Peregrinating through the untrodden aisle,
The majestic tyranny stands impossible.
Like them small ripples, momentarily
Confiscating the lough, then receding,
The contortions enveloping the manipulative quivers
Shall demise, forsaking the vivid contemplations,
Fed to the oblivion.
The wizardry of tranquility.