I was born
and died today
in this
earthen clay
Drawn from the soil
and my soul
Flesh and spirit;
they say
Here I fell
and flew away
in the sky
blue and bright
Dawn delivered
and dusk returned
these dreams
in the night
Here I swam
and drowned
in an ocean
empty and deep
Now I stand
and I lay me down
right nearby
your lovely feet
Then I died
and was carried away
But I was also
born today
I reached into
the starlit sky
and touched the heavens
passing by
(August 24th, 2017)
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Post Modern Mystic
PoetryPoetry fills a need of the human heart to express through the construction of artistic verse, the things that hide in its depths. This book of poetry is my attempt to reach those places and beyond. See if I do. Let me know if I reach you. This will...
