Treasure Island

Erhard Hans Josef Lang

(January 8,1957 / Günzburg/Danube Germany)

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Spiralling up heroic heights,
Reaching out tall as spires,
To make the golden signet
Ring of royal human composure one's own,
Waiting there in the subtle airs to be taken?

All the world's aspirations are for troubled hire,
Who would not tire?

Thus, our life of routine, why not make it
A truly fit vessel
En route for most beautiful shores, destinations! ?

Maybe to just
Think a bit bigger, friends,
And change first ourselves,
And then our world into exactly one,
As we'd select her where to live in,
Of all the choices in dreams? !

Submitted: Saturday, June 07, 2008
Edited: Saturday, June 07, 2008

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