Pithy Marvel


A Son Was Born - Poem by Pithy Marvel

Holy Allness, perfection without direction
has a thought pop up, call it a male
named 'Word' if you want
Once Word hopped up and left Dad's garden
Dad had Mother Earth take over and be with him,
They're seen as manbodygodsoul types,
wandering this place...
long is their path,
but eternal it is not.
all physical paths have an end,
and a tempting trailhead

so Dad's son came forth and inhabited
all life thru the beautiful body
of perfection, Mother's blessed body

when the last desire is met or dropped,

All goes back from whence It came,
for another day of rest

but until then
ENJOY a soulfull life

Topic(s) of this poem: love


Comments about A Son Was Born by Pithy Marvel

  • Kumarmani Mahakul (12/3/2015 10:33:00 PM)


    Very interesting thoughtful poem on Mother's love. This is definitely very nice and smooth poem shared with reality. Interesting.10 (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, December 3, 2015



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