Beacon Poem by Patience

Beacon



Heavy in the box
Round in the hole
There isn't any reason
You won't be growing old

Wings weather burden
Super-god design
Close as us to heaven
Butterflies in sunshine

Drink now to your purpose
Sail into the night
Daring arms will guide you home
All the way, a beacon glow

Golden silky moonlight
Ether for the godlike

Wednesday, February 22, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: addiction,death,healing
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Patience

Patience

Melbourne, Australia
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