Lay your pens down
Push your papesr aside
Rest your cell's charge
And cease your finger pride
Now ease your thoughts
Relaxing your mind's courts
As I ask you in verse
To kneel
Your third eye
Your soul
And seer in your reveal
In comprehension to prayer
Of poetical readers
Who see us dear
May we ink in truth
To verse in veracity of ideals
Penning influence's tooth
To readers of our halls
Who peruse here to escape
With harboured thoughts in their falls
Find release
Inking in colours we collaborate
As we divine the mysteries of life
In the glory of observance of strife
May our devotion through human restraint
Be the blessings we can learn to paint
For our selection being here
Is reasons to connection
We chosen few
Are morning words to our reading crew
The daily sentences to their life's choices
And nightly thoughts through spoken voices
As long as we breath at the end of our word
We give thanks by expressing our heard
So let us go forth
To spread lines true in our pens
And let the ink in our veins be our clense
Aug 18, 2020
Aug 18, 2020 at 1:41 AM UTC
Lay your pens down
Push your papesr aside
Rest your cell's charge
And cease your finger pride
Now ease your thoughts
Relaxing your mind's courts
As I ask you in verse
To kneel
Your third eye
Your soul
And seer in your reveal
In comprehension to prayer
Of poetical readers
Who see us dear
May we ink in truth
To verse in veracity of ideals
Penning influence's tooth
To readers of our halls
Who peruse here to escape
With harboured thoughts in their falls
Find release
Inking in colours we collaborate
As we divine the mysteries of life
In the glory of observance of strife
May our devotion through human restraint
Be the blessings we can learn to paint
For our selection being here
Is reasons to connection
We chosen few
Are morning words to our reading crew
The daily sentences to their life's choices
And nightly thoughts through spoken voices
As long as we breath at the end of our word
We give thanks by expressing our heard
So let us go forth
To spread lines true in our pens
And let the ink in our veins be our clense
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