Each to their own realm

Karas

Each to their own realm
pieces of my soul ignited
excited to a unifying glory

Darkness slowly consumed
By increasing delight
Embers of my own desire

and I cried to Thee as i prayed to You,
my inner sanctum, soul…

as if it were to be, i became Myself,
a solitary figure of motion

and it wasn’t for the hymn,
nor was it for the rhyme,
simply my destination
in the annuls of time…

Free Spirit, Free Spirit,
I cry out to Thee..