Oath Oar Poem by Aria Ligi

Oath Oar

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Do you hear me when I call, and know that is all;
All I came to do- Hear tenderly, and know we are one,
Behind the rise and the set of the sun.
We are subsumed in this finite skin,
As less than what we are, abbreviations, and lies,
Hampering and laying the material divide.
Where love reigns, disinterested yet alive.

Tuesday, December 5, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: death of a friend
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Published in the Australian Times,2016.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Savita Tyagi 16 December 2017

If your friend also thought the way you think you both are in unison beyond this material world. Beautifully written poem. Thank you for sharing.

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Jette Blackstone 05 December 2017

The material divide....I'm so sorry for the loss of your friend. It is hard to lost those we love. I like your poem. You've said allot in so few words. Take care and Peace....

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Aria Ligi 05 December 2017

Thank you very much for your kind words.

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