Monday, September 1, 2014

The sublime

I barricaded my mind from the sublime,
There were wolves at the door.

They circled about with drooling lips,
Some were familiar others strangers.
There was a primordial voice nothing seemed real.

Then my consciousness expanded peace came.

The angels guarded my mind as if a sacred gem.
They presented it to a heavenly being.

Then again my consciousness expanded harmony came.

 

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