Jonathan De Vocht

It is so very distant, this time to come.
O tell me, is the future good to all or some?
But no-one can succeed in this hopeless task.
In our minds it is, this 'must' to find the clue.
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Come now, with me, on to be.
Open my mind, for coming dreams,
go on, go further as we knew,
love, like a river streams,
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There it lay in peacefull quiet,
a village of the old past.
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Beside

Beside Evil and Dark,
Above the sinner’s mark
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When sunrays glint t’ween rains of wisteria at eventide,
I remenisce her dainty shape, my coy heart did imbibe.
When musing, arise, induced by grace that in her abide,
Those feelings; my sciolism or stanza could not describe.
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A prayer's song exalts, in a vale of transcedence,
A muse; and ev'ry austere notion she does transgress.
Reaching a spheric eminence, i bestow'd credence;
She exudes a benign aura, and wouldn't regress.
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From a shooting star egressing heaven's stay,
seldomly an angel falls onto this earth.
Once, one came, and so divine in her own way.
I did saw her eyes, it was like my rebirth.
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This, what we see, is a framed part of our mother earth
Yet, reaching beyond it, to a civilization
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If distance could seperate us,
couldn't free us from broken heart's wire,
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As we're sitting on a hill,
watching the earth touch the sky,
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Feel the force, in you
feel the light, in me
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The cycle of life

As the dove brought grace to a newly born child,
life began; it was exposed into the wild.
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As my vista crony’s paradigm did not attain,
patent, it became, th’effect of the depraved bequest.
The reticence of virtues; those whom to love pertain,
forlorned th’inner strength, to stay inert to my request.
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Enthralled, thou tenet-autarch, stands thee strong,
Complacent steps towards the penglai crest,
Remain inane; abducts subdues along;
For still, an infant needs the mother breast.
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