A glorious sunset of unity paints a symphony of interlocking colours of unimaginable brilliance, and immediately my spirit is irrevocably and irresistibly drawn into its warm bosom. So pure this inimitable quiescence, where nothing stirs but seraphic peace passing all human understanding.
My unspoken prayers soon transmute and morph into radiant pennons, rising aloft the luminous spheres on angels wings . Only prayers that still carry the Musk Rose fragrance of Agape Love no doubt may rise victoriously upwards-unfettered by tenebrous clouds of earthbound desires.
In that serene stillness, permeated by pure longing, my heart beat to rousing waves of joyful jubilation.
Man: Victors of Tomorrow 