Robbed the quietness and bliss.
I travelled – my soul did!
Beyond the world and the dates;
Did what none could.
The Renaissance Everyman – Doctor Faustus
Sold his soul and I gained too!
I allied not with the devil
Died not like Icarus.
Yet traversed through several births!
Splendour and lofty,
Marlowe took my hand and I went too.
The face that launched a thousand ships,
She that inspired the Odyssey;
(She) That Aphrodite hailed – I saw too.
Somewhere, my soul abandoned the travel.
I followed the lost Trojan hero
That fought wars on the way to Ithaca and his Penelope.
Between the legacy of beauty and might –
I was divided.
I returned to “he” that was ravished
Who repenting and pleading: not to be damned
The devils dragged him off
Unlucky, unlike the countess – Cathleen
My soul tried to intervene.
But I woke up to the hustles;
The halt of the train, the noises of another world.
Somewhere in God’s own country
Where I traveled to see my grannyWho opened a few other doors of soul travel!