Renita Dawn Clarke
Seeing - Poem by Renita Dawn Clarke
How bright is it that
sits in it's own nights sky
and seems to wait to be viewed
It is in this I wish to take
flight and embrace just once the
canvas of everlasting beauty.
Embellished is the essence,
I wish to sore within and to
embody the magic of such a place
not found here on earth.
Man has yet to defy the creation
of such a sight, making none, a
contribution to all that he has made.
And this I never wish to see
him try and engage, but only to view
the harmonious ballad the God has
placed before my eyes
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