25 Jul 2008

the ink on the page darkening with meaning
storms gather on the shoulders of the sky
where the mind is, the clouds brood, charged
the world fades as the idea comes into focus
the wings of the eye dipped in the promise
now the vision was handed out in feathers
read from the page, ripped from heaven
the rain to fall a thousand years, oblivious
lightning and thunder as the angels clash
the fathoming suddenly to stop all the world
the look in the eye of flying, flying: such light

posted by John H. Doe @ 12:01 am

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