Forever Light Poem by James McLain

Time has when she, attached him too her.
Held up to all, the body her soul.
Which of it, to some it is and others is not.
She is that, of his/her one whole person.
Riding two wheels this carriage her guide.
Mortality is thus under rated.

And that undue influence her sphere of reliance is put.
The sky when complete each orbit each month,
from the east, where the constant light
and each ray has been hereunto attached thus installed, thee,
takes to me and you look at this room, so steadily.

Hot the nights when thereupon these do your eyes, one thing.
Shines, shinny, come under the moon and shine.
Mine are parting the ways, partings waves you made short.
You do not have to desire after that which you are destined.

She does not atrophy are not thou me, fortunately.
Light warm rays, does not praise or, which, directly declineth.
Look off to my selfish road, but she illuminates.
Better thou then, rather than without being, little.
If and she shines his forth shines faintly, faintly here, there,
and making the heart purple and pale.

God as for her, there goest mine, shine light/write,
however always with her appropriate sphere my, she is.

The housewife of light of my forever comes night, it is right.