[ 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.