Awake your mind’s precious weigh; Does it drives, your soul’s wizen health. And he to you is willing; you can’t inveigh; Vivid is Apollo, god of light, trust his songs: Gain your providential solemness with fewer aches; Until,a divine you breed with you called  spiritual Eros: Spirituality exists where ever our struggles; An issue of how we fit into greater schemes, That wisdom links, as ‘one man in you’ with powerful gods, that ritual enlightenment your sin wipes. Depend that god,he leads you high: must  tolerate, forgive and gain yourself. And One new day,you displaced like a sleigh To keep your soul far into his everlasting bowers,honored.

End of the poem

15 random poems

 

Poetry by subject

Some external links:

The Bat’s Own Poetry Cave 

Talking Writing Monster.

Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US

Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe

Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).

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