Lonely Heaven

Upon the eternal souls of fallen ones
here at this vast Ocean and in delirium
so stronger than alcohol i remember this
green night of a dozen snows: within
mineral pools talking of history the
rainbows stretched the world around
and around reborn each time by touch
of glass with numbers

I would have loved to show the small
animals of that other place but Life
was open to doors of a hundred closed
nights of a bird less air ~~ free,
pierced as no one so lucky to live
on this planet called Earth.

My happy tears sleep with a million
birds of golden victor. As my own heart
she made me catch upon fire as the sun
catches fire in lonely Heavens.

:: 02.14.2023 ::

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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