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Allen Steble

(20/04/1987)

(You are the world to me)


The astronaut
is a privileged man
for he sees the world
from the height of its vantage point
above the circle of it's crystal globe
above and beyond the reach of any cloud
where the cold silence is ever so loud
he holds its blue magnificence.
In the centre of his eye
he sees the world the way it is
that is the world to an astronaut

The God of heaven
is the greatest of the universe,
he sees the world
from the pinnacle of it's stature
the world is his foot stool
inhabited by the common fool
and from higher than anyone else
he gazes upon its quiet grandeur.
In the centre of his eye
he sees the world the way it is
that is the world to God

I am a simple man
yet i consider myself the most privileged of all
for when i see you
i see the world
and i see it the way it is
simply amazing!
i see into the depth of your eyes
and behold the greatest magnificence
the most unprecedented grandeur
...you.

In the centre of my eye
...its you i see.
You are the world to me!

Submitted: Friday, October 30, 2009
Edited: Sunday, November 01, 2009

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  • Yash Shinde (4/6/2014 10:59:00 AM)

    ......beautiful write embodied with beautiful emotions.............
    I invite you to read my poem- - to bosom thee....I'll rise', , , , , , , , , , , plzz comment your views (Report) Reply

  • Amitava Sur (3/26/2014 9:47:00 PM)

    A lovely write with smooth flow of words..........
    i see into the depth of your eyes
    and behold the greatest magnificence ....... very nice (Report) Reply

  • Patricia Grantham (10/10/2013 6:38:00 PM)

    A very nice poem indeed. Lots of good feelings here
    in your poem. The object of this affection is very blessed.
    Enjoyed. (Report) Reply

  • Catrina Heart (10/30/2009 5:14:00 AM)

    am a simple man
    yet i consider myself the most privileged of all
    for when i see you
    i see the world
    and i see it the way it is
    simply amazing!
    i see into the depth of your eyes
    and behold the greatest magnificence
    the most unprecedented grandeur
    ...you.

    In the centre of my eye
    ...i behold you.
    You are the world to me!
    -----
    awesome poem shared...loved its simplicity! ! ! (Report) Reply

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