Life, Mystical Poem by james watkin

Life, Mystical

Did we, for to enjoy it
Life, as tingly excites
Feel, as fine-tuned sensitives
What swarmed mystical for?

Caught, as we were, into depths
Of nothingness staring.
With friends, unimagined. A face
Of enchantment baring.

Sunday, October 27, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: child
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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