Sunday, July 28, 2013

'you will be all right...'

Following She
As if glee
Setting in
a Serene...

A silvery gleam
By light
At a time of the night
me hears
A song
Again
As if life thus
Prayer hall be come
'you will be allright...'
me sings
For the dark
To be dark so
As to become
A soar...
A spark...

And light
Bestanding
me sees
As Agape,
Like happy overwhelming escape,
Calling on
Small brief times
As if to inspire more
Shines
On the street...

As if Selene...
They all suitably become...
They all...
Be
Calmed...

And
Imagery of His
Sitting quiet like a soothe, a breeze,
Flows...
Just then,
Suitably,
Like dreams ...

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