Wide and strange are its way,
Nor have boundary to survey,
Nor can weigh its quantity,
Occupy everywhere like an Omnipresent
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'To drink its azymous hive, To wings up our dreams to fly in azure. Clench him, with our cicatric hand.' Wo! Wo! Wo! Where have you mastered this language of mind and heart! You can win anyone with these immaculate wordings and phrases. The language employed here walked straight in my heart leaving me sensitive like mimosa. Succinct and distinct are contrasting words yet both suits your diction when I read this poem. May this instill hope in tens of people. Great work, Proud of you, Carry on and on...............
Mesmerizing, you captivate me with the spirit of God and the belief in transcendence should be used in some schools.
Amazing imagination... magnificent use of words. well written.
hope pours incommensurable ecstacy in the heart like the drops of water in the rain, the grits of sand in the shore, the mass of stars in the sky, this is a beautiful poem on hope. i am simply excited by this...... the use of words and expressions are simply wonderful..... a fine poem of hope indeed. tony