Cosmos

the clever skies come soft
from cocoons of my words
the Sun has its coat aloft
in thick seas of thoughts

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The Cosmos

When I was born, the Cosmos was young.
It’s exponential growth had scarcely begun.
As an infant, I learned to always ask, “Why?”
And the universe expanded with each reply.
Across the island of knowledge I began to crawl
And found not an edge or end, but endless sprawl.

Until, I heard something I knew was absurd.
Even though people called scientists avidly concurred
That the Cosmos was finite and several billion years old,
Who were they to limit what my universe could hold?
When, contrary to the revered “intellectuals’” thinking,
Visceral evidence told me, the Cosmos was shrinking.

Majesty

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Majesty

Wordlessly Proclaiming

Endless Splendour

Timelessly Reigning

Do You Remember

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Do you Remember

The Hush of all Life;

The Immortal Splendour

Before the strife?

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Do you Recall

Impenetrable

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Measure of unchanneled Mind,

Vision of Luminous Daytide, Singing,

Wisdom of unguarded Temples,

Mystery fortified and Contemplation Bringing;

The Vast Expanse

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Something Deeper than spiraling words

Something more Keen than the Sweetly Honeyed phrases I tend to warble

Like a lark, or perhaps the loon

Sharing, yet Protecting;

But why?

Spirit of the Whispering Night

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Spirit of the Whispering Night

Silence

Passing Fair – ABC Poem

Absolute Silence,
Breathless Sigh,
Chaos Soaring

Feelings

feelings become marbles
traverse on convoluted paths
the source lies not
in their path

Gestation

A life evolving in the dark
Moments, dripping to eternity
Curled in silence, naked stark