Is this an isle of idleness? Is this just that?

Is this an isle of idleness?
Dear?
That me learning
Your ways to festivity...
Your pity...
Is this just like that?
A fantastic play?

Say?

Is this just an idleness?

Then,
Let it be,
For can't you see
How endless it has turned this time
This life
Like a generative soul,
Like getting filled a small glassy bowl,
Like flying to you like air,
Like a charm, a spell,
Of Agape,
Which is perennial...

Prithee,
Say...
Is it just idle dream
Of a scribbler?

Is it just like that?

Then this happiness be
There forever,
This truth,
This You,

Prithee,
Say...

You promise
Just you stay,

For is this not Hope?
Is this not a Rise?
Is this not karma?

Say...

Have we not just started a Holy holy day?