April 3, 2014

A HUNDRED POEMS – XXVII

By EPRobles

that Knowing came today
in a casket it lay

a thing revealed   i say

that which lived

— now dead

that mystery of mysteries

live on —

in sun drenched skies

:: 04-03-2014 ::

About EPRobles

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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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