Rapt beauty in goodly sights, wrought in heaven

wondrous and sweet delights, capture with wits fall

perhaps — the beauty sprite — finally dimmed,

to shed more, towards beams tolls,

mortal eyes seek, distraught mind see

encompass with fair passion, fire glow ascend.

Air, water — heaven heater — pure glee

transported in a higher fleet — beginning or end?

Far above, ground shakes vigorously enough

heavens wreck, light exceed in spotless bright

inferno dragon rides and strikes, where are your happy souls? 

Uncountable, infinity bees — beauty deck blaze hands,

Air bounded with flames and chains, on every crystal wall

dark stains, remains with ashes burn—

Too weak and faint, it's called death paint.

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— 19th June, 2023