Dimension void of history's trace .
Landscapes boundless,time has no place .
A child's dream ,where cosmic visions
in spiral vast ,twist and turn ,
and starry seas do churn ...
when the sacred seeks a faith in encrypted sighs,
stellar storms,screaming through darkened skies,
embraced as thruths a dogma's haughty rise...
the supreme informal makes no vow
to grant salvation -only how remission
floats in botomless ether ,
bidding all to bow ...
a stage of shadow and of a light,
where parting souls in whispers fret ,
blend with radiance taking flight ,
and echo's ghost ,ere sun has set ...
In poets garden ,syllabled wings astir ,
the ruffle time's flow ,
ripples blur and slow,
leaving but brief awe-that spiral spire ,
in the inspired depths ,
burning with a feverish fire...
-
Author:
lorenz (Pseudonym) (
Online) - Published: September 22nd, 2026 11:25
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 5
Online)
Comments2
a wonderful fiery piece my friend
give me a stairway to heaven !
Time and dimensions across space. Well done
An expression of my inner cosmology !
Multi level
To be able to comment and rate this poem, you must be registered. Register here or if you are already registered, login here.