The End Of Dreaming Poem by John Rickell
The End Of Dreaming
I listen to the
lonely cello, music
from the thigh,
the gentle bow,
mans' invention
and time's eternity,
or so it seems,
Oh that it were so.
Sempiternalis
time and space
eternal siblings
let none disturb;
here hope awaits.
and dreaming ends
Tuesday, March 25, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: dreams
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