The passage describes the speaker's endless inspiration to pursue poetry and creativity. It lists the different ways the speaker was inspired, including to diffuse goodness, float in untamed sensuousness, embrace fantasy, surge forward in life, break monotony, decipher meanings of survival, pursue their soul's tunes, and assist those in pain. Overall, the inspiration was a heavenly gift that allowed the speaker to see their reflection in poetry every dawn.

1. HEAVENLY POETRY
It was my incessant inspiration; to diffuse into an unfathomable valley of goodness;
perpetually coalesce with my bountiful rudiments; irrespective of the contemporarily
bombastic slang and slime,
It was my tireless inspiration; to float in the aisles of untamed sensuousness;
assimilate all fathomless beauty of this resplendent Universe; in every ingredient of
my agonizingly famished blood,
It was my unrelenting inspiration; to embrace the winds of timeless fantasy; let the
spirit of euphorically rhapsodic existence; take wholesome control upon my
countenance from all sides,
It was my limitless inspiration; to blazingly surge forward in the chapter of vibrantly
enthralling life; gloriously emerge as a triumphant winner in every direction that I
even remotely conceived to tread,
It was my boundless inspiration; to poignantly break the heinous shackles of crippling
monotony; uninhibitedly liberate each of my senses to blend with the unparalleled
ecstasy of this Omnipotent cosmos,
It was my unprecedented inspiration; to unfurl into an insatiable civilization of
creativity every unfurling instant of the day; fabulously decipher the enigmatic
meanings of survival; with the silken dexterity of an embellished prince,
It was my indefatigable inspiration; to coin new benchmarks on even the most
diminutive step that I transgressed; digressing from conventionally treacherous
turgidity; to sparklingly enhance the fireballs of optimism in every tomorrow,
It was my profuse inspiration; to unstoppably reminisce the caverns of mischief of
my innocuous childhood; Omnisciently cherish the compassionate lap of my divinely
mother; for infinite more births of mine,
It was my undaunted inspiration; to philanthropically serve all bereaved humanity till
the very last breath of mine; assiduously persevere all day and twinkling night; to
unite all religion; caste; creed and tribe; handsomely alike,
It was my incorrigible inspiration; to romantically philander in the meadows of
eternally tantalizing seduction; till even centuries immemorial after I died,
It was my indomitable inspiration; to resiliently pursue the innermost tunes of my
soul; tirelessly march on the path of celestial righteousness; even as the most
salaciously ghastly impediment dared to come my way,

2. It was my enchanting inspiration; to bask in the glory of Omnipotently fascinating
scent; let the fragrance of unbiased togetherness be my sole companion till the
absolute end of my time,
It was my benign inspiration; to magnanimously assist all those in truculently
traumatic pain; shower the smiles of my visage; forever upon their uncontrollably
shivering bodies,
It was my formidable inspiration; to unflinchingly bounce forward even as vindictive
thorns of hell torrentially pelted from open sky; to maintain a wave of spell binding
phlegmatism even in the face of the most tyrannically lambasting disaster,
It was my fathomless inspiration; to unendingly fantasize all mesmerizing goodness
that lay embellished on this planet; absorb even the most ethereal iota of happiness
that lingered abundantly on this marvelous planet,
It was my unbelievable inspiration; to blossom into an iridescent paradise of beauty as
the minutes unveiled; transcend past the barriers of threadbare spuriousness in all
aspects of exotic life,
It was my ubiquitous inspiration; to synergistically enthrall one and all alike; with the
tunes of captivatingly enthralling vivaciousness and charismatic grace,
It was my immortal breath; to not only majestically lead this; but every artistically
eclectic life; of a countless more lifetimes,
O! Yes; it was God’s most pricelessly precious gift bestowed perennially upon my
heart; it was the most fascinating thing that could have ever happened to me
in my life; it was my reflection that I sighted every dawn in my mirror; it was my
HEAVENLY POETRY.