To thine own self be true of thought
(Eternity a friend)
And through oneself emotively
Survive time to the end
The end of what – to where; one asks
Does it exist at all
One looks on high – what’s there but air
Before one stands enthralled
See not for nought – the world creates
The essence of resolve
Deny destructive thoughts of doom
(the sun retracts the cold)
Cast aside – negate the dark
A bright light casts a sky
Of scenery – of blue delight
One flaps one’s wings to fly
Night dims the light internally
With feelings one’s eyes shine
To speak so others follow suit
One lends oneself divine
And builds a sense of ne’er again
The first also the last
And in the harbour one’s ship docks
And there its anchor’s cast
Enlighten spirits from their sleep
(Awakened as to flow)
Freely deigned - exemplified
Release oneself and grow
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With my head in the sky and my wings in the air, I try to spend my spare time at the footy (AFL in Australia) Go Pies! – and valuable hours with family and friends. Otherwise I’ll have pen in hand and notebook at the ready for those insightful snippets that dream up a poem.
I contribute to Cosmofunnel where you’ll find a guided universe of poetry and art.
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