Aristeia (midnight version)

Lightning struck her mind's inner ore
Sparked the eye of self free to soar
Apocolyptic genius is to be reborn
An insufferable silence burst by dawn.
No velveted fancy nor nectar'd spill
Alters her dazzlement blind to Will.
Stripped by the savagery of artistic obsession
Granted so freely, she begs for confession.
Clouds dissipate from a visionary sky
Till she cannot hold the storm's tear'd eye
Needs to deconstruct what was once she
A kite high in the winds of epiphany.
The labrynith unraveled in a headache of bliss
Moment's escape of her close-mindedness-
In maddening guitars of a spirit's haze
Innumerable years that passed like days.
Till fingers pierced the stubborn bleu
Gently becoming, with wings that flew.
Mastery's defiant in a poet's great feat
Capture of electric G-d, lingering sweet.