Mystics Poem by Keith Hancock
Mystics
Few here of their kind;
Orphaned souls
No parents find.
Entombed in man’s mortality
And man’s defaulting mind,
Neither human, nor sublime:
Lost, yet Divine.
Wednesday, September 30, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: haiku
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4/26/2024 3:59:34 AM # 1.0.0.1119
great music of pious mind!