Over the borders of everyday scheming
lies a Beyondness, a potent state in a
dreamy, evergreen land.
Though above and apart, it is not remote
nor is it out of reach.
The Yonder transcends any tight-banded
mundane retreat, where dreams dry, stale
with reams of stereotyping.
Infinite sight ignites perpetuity, and endures
within divine timelessness.
Those fruits which are ripe fall, and ready,
are easy discharged.
Launched into bloom with tasteful allure
they reach Foreverness, which no distance
can ever resist.
An unfading Beyondness lies not out of range
for souls that are waiting.
Fires of paradise can be found in a moment,
kindled and set ablaze with a kiss,
where even a wish for a kiss will succeed,
if dreaming is tried.
Detonate the will to ascend into Beyondness
and experience imperishable bliss.
Treasure the Paradise-found and exult
in its lightness as surreal is measured
The flight opens eyes when Love's
boundary reveals nothing better than this.
Love it, very you! Especially like the line - Detonate the will to ascend into Beyondness - I think it is the 'detonate' word that clinched the line, so unusual. And your usage of the language fills me with a gladness that offers pure pleasure to read your writing. Such choice words and used so well: inspiring.