A Song of Confusion

living is a song of confusion
for the paradise sound
if you take myself then know
you take my kiss in no wrong
my days have been a dream
flown away by night and day
Upon my brow imparting from
you know : i was not a daze
but my life a dream as my
hope flew away as a wish
holding a tender kind hand
All we see all we feel
is by Spirit against a roar
and holding within my hand
the precious few who touched
my heart, oh my life while
i weep! Is all that we see
or seem but a dream within
a dream?

:: 01.10.2023 ::

the last 3 sentences are
of Mr. E. A. Poe

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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