'Direct Me To Heaven, Please' Poem by james watkin

'Direct Me To Heaven, Please'



By this error-free magnetic force
For the outstretching of a mind's
Hope-bending tendencies.
More stable, what shifts for marriner.
Perplexed on mortal seas.

At the top of the world, and beyond
Where aurora's faint light-streaks catch
Its reflective glory
Inspired of all inspired visions!
Sky-isled. To reach, sail-free!

Wednesday, May 25, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: hope,heaven
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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