Across that Universe…
Events have logged down the lawn
Of grass as it weirdfully looms;
Beneath the shallow hole in the sky
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Oh happy days, we chide the voluptuous
memories began by youthful inclinations
the gleeful hours not wasted beyond,
easy way nor hard-knocked plays.
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The morning star have shined anew
More brightly like a mountain glow
Unnotice as it were seen well apart
For the eyes of a believer a bond
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The tempest land its brutal anger
On the face of thinner squall, a gentle fair
Up above the sky, a revolting air;
Bringing down a wrath of nature
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Corrupted vision under a swaddling blind
to things unable and things hard to find;
impatience is a virtue to its clogging kind
penetrating hearts of stone in boldness clime!
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I am a citizen of the world
and my home is my abode:
Rivers, lakes and valleys
are my sources of life;
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The first time I saw your gentle eyes
I was amazed by the content of strength;
how you endured it, how you borne the pain
is a big awesome wonder that I have seen.
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Wind stopped, no sound is heard:
trees, flowers, grass and living
just marvel this ominous wonder!
No running away, movement is remote.
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Clock tick! ...Clock tick!
It's 6: 30 in the morning:
Have to go through descent bath
Have to change every bit of me
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Old writings script like weeds cut a shaped show,
hefting wind's course in a flowery shot ‘neath ship;
it whittled down a snug picture in a fine array,
oldman's smile glow like fling of a sunlight ray.
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