At Dusking Time, Looking Skyward Poem by james watkin

At Dusking Time, Looking Skyward

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Sky dyed blue and fine, long inflamed
At fringes chars and wizens.
The squint of day into marvel's
Riveted regard broadens.

Scope enlargens into the art
Of the spiritual surmise!
While the Eternal Mind, to unseat
From lit void seems unwise!

Wings quieten, while acutely arise
Agitations like a plea.
To let go the earth, to soar up to
Sequestered infinity.

Wednesday, February 27, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: sunset
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Prabir Gayen 27 February 2019

Sky dyed blue and fine, long inflamed At fringes chars and wizens. The squint of day into marvel's Riveted regard broadens.... Beautiful with fine use of words

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