The stars are replenished with heaven, <br />Heaven the happiness in sublime, <br />Sublime, whose peak where joy is winning, <br />Winning with ecstacy as the clouds, <br />The clouds of high minds dashing with light, <br />With light on their passage to splendour. <br />Splendour, the garden where the hearts bloom, <br />Hearts bloom into flowers bright like fairies, <br />Fairies captivating in their forms, <br />Their forms pale that bedazzle with wings, <br />With wings of the butterflies luring, <br />Luring eyes awed to perceive beauty. <br />Beauty in their vision is smiling, <br />Smiling with the vigour of meadows, <br />Meadows where the horses are sprinting, <br />Sprinting with gladness vast in the arms, <br />The arms of liberty which heartens, <br />Heartens their passions into the wind. <br />The wind storming furiously across, <br />Across the streaming silver river. <br />River vibrant in its mood man fishes. <br />Fishes the feeling he nets with pen. <br />With pen as he sinks into the realm, <br />The realm of wondrous stories that glow, <br />That glow like the birds lit by the stars.<br /><br />Obinna Kenechukwu Eruchie<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/chain-of-high-states/
