“Chiseled Heaven”


How cravingly close you’ve been

To my earthly dust,

To the very timid tremblings far below

Where not even sun can invade~

Breeching open secret sproutings

Of pure Summer lust,

Crouching down to breathe early evergreen

And innocent verdant blade~

How root-reaching close you’ve been

To my subterranean soil,

The kaleidoscope of autumn’s play

And the murmuring of a burin light ~

Come windmill Winter, blow me open

Arch over my archives of coils,

And, blithely fling frosty stars on my lips

That I may kiss God’s blue eye~

One Comment to ““Chiseled Heaven””

  1. Always remember to tick your name in categories, we don’t know who you are 🙂

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