The Divine Depths of Life

When I am lonely and sad I simply try to understand the universe. I behold the millions of miracles I am surrounded by and the sight of each renders my soul more beautiful and complex. I let my soul immerse in these miracles and I let my inner universe prosper with the real treasures of life. My past tragedies are the glistening lights in my eyes and the depth within my gaze. Freed from the heavy worldly chains I give in to the power of divine transcendency. Just as the rain drops kiss the window and change the view, the grief in my soul kissed the angel of death and from henceforth I carry death within me as the sparkling candle light of my smile. The sublimity of each mountain, each tree and each star at night reconnects me with my divine past devoid of the idolatry human hand. The fake world stands still while the wind of the night of destiny strokes my entire entity. The boundaries of the shining fake world cannot cage me in because I dwell in the spheres of divine reality. Somehow I pity the goddess of beauty so mercilessly paying homage to the lustful eyes of men and tearing to pieces her pure white dress on the stage of body fame and solely body fame. I long for the beauty which is mysterious and what can be more mysterious than the hidden. The hidden human soul is an ocean of complex mysteries and retains pearls of different kinds of subtle realities. I want to adorn my body with these beautiful pearls of divine origin which remind me of the complex and and mysterious universe surrounding me this very moment. My cloak of spiritual beauty merges with the spiritual force of the universe and opens the doors to the divine world of visions, mysticism, revelations and divine dreams. I have discovered the key to the divine depths of life and which render my soul prostrate before the Almighty.