Phantasms Of My Heart

An escape subsequently the heart finds Through the vast imagination Outspread in the woods and birches Mountains and forests When it sits beneath the pine tree Of love though unconventional It glorifies and invites The invisible divine power. The remote and the distant Delight the heart for its own reasons And it befalls into an europhic state Overflowing with the self amalgam Of the contentment that fills the thirst And the melancholy it suffers.