The Soul and it's Mystery

[Tetsanosuke]

Awoken by the erudite scent
Of brew which has been borne-
From the heart of timelessness,
And ways which have surely torn

In the frame of formless banners
Tied to posts in apocryphal tides
In the darkest of human hearts
I have sought the truth in lies

From the stone I have found blood-
The basis of all, which would comprise
The everything in the nothing,
The allusion of human demise

Within the center of our universe
A center we have subjectively solidified,
Can our illusions rebuild cities-
With these thoughts we've come to vilify

And can we see our very make
When we look into the stars,
With mortal eyes aroused
By the glory of Diana and Mars

Perhaps the God(s) have a hand
In our frailest of tendencies,
Who are we to question-
The Fates and our destiny

The quietest wisdom seems surreal
When you listen to its melody,
This human soul and mystery
Becomes such a profound malady

[Kaname Shikara]

You have most definitely improved from the last time I have read your work. Amazingly well done, it was like a song in my head!~