Prophets... Poem by DM W
Prophets...
Prophets are praying
In the desert with ashes
On their breath. As they cling
To feeble dreams in the parched night,
The tender light seems
To evade them. They cannot
Grasp the subtle
Meanings of the moon and stars.
As they cling To feeble dreams in the parched night, The tender light seems To evade them. They cannot Grasp the subtle Meanings....You are in the mystical realm my dear Dominic. thank u. tony
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5/18/2024 5:51:53 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Great stuff! ! A well written spiritual poem to simply enjoy and think about where we are in life. 10++ and many thanks Dominic. Take care.