The Loss Of Usual Language Poem by DM W
The Loss Of Usual Language
Rating: ★5.0
The loss of language
In Eternity's maelstrom;
The ripening of stars
In vast, verdant fields
Of fertile galaxies;
The moon's fevered glow
Mirrors my heightened state
Of awareness. Now I'd
Like to gently sink into
The blue depths of silence.
Sunday, June 21, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: consciousness
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8/1/2025 11:30:17 PM # 1.0.0
Dominic it like reading and digesting a dream. A good dream A dream to bring eventually a sense of calm to one's inner self. Another full score and many thanks for your poem to make me wonder. Take care.