Tom Squires


Notes From Home - Poem by Tom Squires

We all feel,

Sunlight on our face.

And count in rhythm,

The chambers,

Of our heart.

Yet have not known,

The stations,

Of our dreams.

Where we travel,

Corridors of angels.

And roam the heights,

Like visions,

Of the most high.

And as we make it,

Through this place.

Though we weep at times,

We draw breath,

And like explorers..

Plunge into the night.

Topic(s) of this poem: spirituality


Poet's Notes about The Poem

spiritual progress

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 9, 2016

Poem Edited: Monday, September 18, 2017


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