Higher far,
Upward, into the pure realm,
Over sun or star,
Over the flickering Dæmon film,
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Where the ending quotes the meaning For he that feeds men, serveth few, He serves all, who dares be true. This poem is exactly what it describes, an expression, a ponder beyond celestial heights, as a sympathy for nature, the energy in the wording is a mindscape where the genius drifts like air, and the water is an eternal flow; pure poetry.
Past, present and future shoot Triple blossoms from one root. Out standing imagery and a great write. Thanks for sharing it here.