Earth's Sphere, When Bursting Poem by james watkin

Earth's Sphere, When Bursting



Accepting that we do indeed
For being die to possess
In what's ethereally lit through
Sparkles with liveliness

If anything, a heavenly rest
Besides, high-gated through
Worlds of a truer freedom are
What's given full access to.

Last, when no setting horizons
On fairy sails are shown.
Sensations of joy to refresh
Ever onward, west-blown.

Monday, July 20, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: death,soul
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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