John Alexander Malone
Antiquity Awakening - Poem by John Alexander Malone
Sleeping years long past, dreams revealing what was cast
from silent whispers echoing.
Voices spent of mind exhausted, confined, beckoning.
Endless visions perceived of wisdoms learning and waiting.
Fast within the womb but restless entombed
antiquity yearning to be awakened!
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