THE NUMINOUS CONSORT

THE NUMINOUS CONSORT 

The eyes that would scintillate with truth
The elixir that resuscitates the lost youth.
The sky that would embrace the eclipses with stars,
An ocean of pure whirls that could fill the happy jars.

The tree that ripens with utmost care,
The soil that canoodles the roots with shielding lair
The wind that breezes in velocity of her immaculate cadence of heart,
Just like all of these, she longs for a soul that never tears her apart.