From Within

(Modified Version)

It shattered my soul with gold.

And like a magic palm tree

reclining in its light,

caressed me, gazing into my eyes

from deep within.

It told me with its eyes:

“I will be plentitude

of your middle hours.

I shall boil away your tedium,

and make foam of your doubts.”

Since then, what a peace!

I no longer hold out

my hands. The infinite

is within. I am the horizon drawn in.