Madrason writer

Gold Star - 22,792 Points (24-07-1967 / waalwijk netherlands)

Dressed In Realtiy - Poem by Madrason writer

Back to the roots,
the white bone of stone
and it's earthly smell tell,
of life and death connecting well
you are here, rooted in this earth
your getting in touch with your birth
taking form by your erosion
explosions of energy setting free
like Rodin's hands or from Bernini
a white marbled body filled
a scarlet spirit within I can see
you are the earthly grave
and you are the tree
a damoclessed obscura
a grown Reality
just destined to be! M

Topic(s) of this poem: reality

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, August 30, 2015

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