To elusive, to elusive a possession
This human identity, this love
To emulate the poet in justification
To imesh my mind in insoluble difficulties
To find strange colored images there
And yet with such derangement
A loving dispensation pours forth upon me
Extinguishing all else and restores
Stability to a battered self in awe and wonder
Oct 25, 2012
Oct 25, 2012 at 2:54 PM UTC
To elusive, to elusive a possession
This human identity, this love
To emulate the poet in justification
To imesh my mind in insoluble difficulties
To find strange colored images there
And yet with such derangement
A loving dispensation pours forth upon me
Extinguishing all else and restores
Stability to a battered self in awe and wonder
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