Gaia Star Poem by Louis Borgo

Gaia Star



Night that carry on like mountain's hold crystal to a bridge somethings are hard to let go
Under rust what truly lay?

(To look among a river to cast a shadow reflect a sound what a path)

Night that carry on like mountain's hold crystal to a bridge somethings are hard to let go
Older or wiser is that a key that turn?

(To place a flower a pond a river show the pattern on a throne)

No one way street form in a day like time shape all as in the way a person walk
To take the same road is it a difference of a way one walks that deepen the soil of a path?

(To let a path carrier on is a message set a pass night of day is dawn a wake)

If heaven had golden roads and mythology hold true what is unknown to man
Destiny or Godsend as a letter floats along a river the sky of night sparkle with a scent.

Saturday, January 30, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: love,love and art
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