From Wolf to Peacock

Since the first of hours

of childhood an thereon

In all my views and pond'rings

I have felt alone

Beauty I had savored

in other sights than all

and a twisted grandeur

I've seen in things that fall

I always found fulfillment

being on my own

and in my plays and passions

I hit my distinct tone

From their source of delights

Peasce I never found

But from deep within me

my true self was unbound

Enter the wolf

Night

Hunt

So cold

Wolf

Heart

so lone

Soul

Eyes

so Blind

Dark

Star

so Bright

Sprawling was my anger

being chained to their

notions uniform and

ambitions so austere

But that wrath transcended

to a thing divine

Creations and catharsis

and Pride! - they were all mine

Pride! - alike the peacock

i felt it to the core

From every cell and marrow

it's results did outpour

Like the bird's adornment

the wheel magnificent

it had manifested

in beauty of no end

Now spread thy wheel...