In my sanctum,
you walk in- like
my first child, to join
my innerness.
Trying to decipher-
the moral code of angels.
I just wanted an embrace
of a flame to kiss the sparks.
I hear your footsteps,
sometimes near, sometimes far away-
in the valley of burning tears.
This space and, a gouge hold the
secret of melting lips.
Still unborn, a voice in
cul-de-sac, waits for the grievers
to open the darkness-
for a ray of light. It was very
lonely where you had scripted the clouds.
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Author:
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Offline) - Published: November 22nd, 2018 22:52
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Comments1
It's such a beautiful poem! I really enjoyed it... The title "The Hidden Sky" is very interesting as if there is a heaven inside us that we don't necessarily see. As we walk by, we are "trying to decipher / the moral code of angels..." It's such a beautiful way to express what we are looking for as we wander in the light... I think that once we decipher this moral code, we will finally understand the meaning of life.
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