Then I sharpened my wings for a prissy flight,
Through powerful Light that Heavenly be;
And that one moment that I relived from my sinful drought,
That appealed for many longer years, than brightness ever probe.
Sit with you now, and inhaling your songs and verse;
Of serene that borrows your vibe,
Blessed within me my ‘maker’; the ensuring ‘sacred rose’
Of love, that he my life can subscribe.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Risus Dei by Thomas Edward Brown
- Николай Языков – Весна
- The Three Gentle Shepherds poem – Alexander Pope poems | Poetry Monster
- Вероника Тушнова – Тропа, петляя и пыля
- Going by Philip Larkin
- On The Ice Islands Seen Floating In The German Ocean by William Cowper
- On The Grasshopper And Cricket poem – John Keats poems
- Morning Song in the Jungle by Rudyard Kipling
- Анатолий Жигулин – Белый-белый торжественный снег
- Валерий Брюсов – К Адалис
- Алексей Жемчужников – Современному гражданину
- Violets Beauty Passing
- A Carta/The Letter by Soaroir de Campos
- Looking In The Fire
- King Arthur’s Tomb by William Morris
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