Confusion of Happiness
Pure and beautiful
Are happy people
Throbbing sorrow on white wings
Tireless impulse, howling the glory
Of the universe, I dreamt of such
Greet me, with prayers
While hearts are laden with lust
Submission forgiven
As destitution makes peace
With rebellious spirits.
Why do you hurry?
Every direction sees vanity
Mirroring friendliness
Crying, perplexing
In the notions of the past
Blossoming pitied
And ere my praise
Sinister of happiness
Poisoned Of fulfillment
I know now
What was equal in hope
About the Creator
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