(c) E.P. Robles 2013

Oh my Father did not you hear me!
that day I was born a harbinger
for the words I spoke were a cry
and emotions, high as love, joy,
fear, and pain visited that night
this day again, those friends of my
first-day arrive —
Oh, cry I do!
but more a machine-drive
for all my tears have dried
and so my love and joy
but fear and pain —
never relinquish their place

:: 02-28-2014 ::

About EPRobles

Writer, Artist. I like to paint abstract acrylic images onto canvas. I love to read everything, and I especially enjoy science, philosophy, and the arts. I'm new to the blog experience and I very much enjoy it! I hope to learn as much about all the features that WordPress offers and thank you -- my visitor -- for taking time to read my words. Peace and love... View all posts by EPRobles

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