Everlasting Life Poem by Robert Rorabeck

Everlasting Life



Every day I experience
A billion eucatastrophes
As tiny gods smaller
Than drops of honey,
Dying only to be reborn
On her budding lips,
As they reawaken the
Far distant religion of
Everlasting life.

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Robert Rorabeck

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