My wishful thinking…

I fully embrace the lights of all sources
Mixing tears with the blue flame
Abandoning all human fears
Encroaching the grass of all darkest green
Smelling running water at the bank of the Nile
Receipted in the Onyx foyer surrounded by
Unfurled rainbow muslin roll with gold color encrypted
Formulas for Love intoxicated entities
Am I?
Such befuddled to melt as a snowflake
When the sun ray sings its quatrain
And perfume it with the fresh scent
Of angels’ armpit
And all Seraphs laugh in unison
For all lost “I-s”