ORBICULAR VISUS

EYES as large as acres that see,

some hidden things.

ORBICULAR VISUS

are secrets deeply hidden under

divided worlds.

Our smallest of small;

a globe of fragile glass,

Within the smallest of

our hands,

But by it’s Soul and by it’s

Spirit of a heart of Crystal

pass,

Tininess voices through twilight

land be heard,

the most sincerest liar —

the mind suited for war

is our sight

by this night

of all nights

heard.

:: 01-28-2019 ::

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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