AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is just a collection of my poems. Please read. ^^
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*Excelsior*
Bring me high to where the stars sleep,
For me to hug the clouds and tease
The fairies to oblivion deep
And roam as far as I would please.
High o'er the mounts that seem most steep
Lies my cradle on Heaven's knees;
Watching a forlorn goddess weep
To fill with new life all the seas.
For, what bonds can Earth hold me to
If I shall spread my wings--and soar?
How strong's the storm that Hell should brew
To keep me from God, to know Him more?
I see the moonbeams dancing by
To the hymn of the morning star;
I see the graceful, splendid sky
Beckon to me as though not far.
So bring me high, where the winds rest
For me to touch the iris; wake
The twilight from its pensive nest
And roam the paths that fate will make.
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Messages from My Soul
PoetryA collection of poems, essays, reflections, and short stories I hope you'll enjoy. ---Israel/deathstarhunter
