Soul of Gerontius after (Guardian)

Soul of Gerontius  after (Guardian)

After  some   tedium, questioning

my body I went to sleep, just to wake up

 a soothing lulled  to cheer me.

A sudden relief, as if wind swept past me

triggers; a  feel of segregation, time

or that sanguine hour has come,

something departed for ever. Blessed Soul

lingers in me like a message of Messiah!

Sacred still and freeing of a heaviness

flowing in me like a river perennial

aiding agricultural tillage.

This body is proud of its lineage,

All the fibers and tendons are

moving without a  sense of motion

what do you call still standstill;

soul outside its purview; is it science

or philosophy, or combination of turgid

philosophy beyond the reach of man;

I  feel that I am out of this universe,

Infinite is infinitesimal when it touches

the point of pinnacle or endpoint;

some angelic spirit, holds  by way

of some consolation, a gentle sway

a music of melody -a  sort

of heart-subduing melody.