You aren’t angel, your feet touch the ground
With each feathery step. I don’t ask
For the lamp of your judgment to guide me,
For your truth to hymn answer and path.
You aren’t demon that laughs in amusement
Watching temples and sanctuaries fall.
I don’t have any right to accuse you –
It was me who misvisioned this world.
Each your move is yet deeper in reason,
Every word veils a thousand beneath.
Loving you, all I plead for is wisdom
To embrace you, and never dismiss.
Nov 23, 2024
Nov 23, 2024 at 11:32 AM UTC
You aren’t angel, your feet touch the ground
With each feathery step. I don’t ask
For the lamp of your judgment to guide me,
For your truth to hymn answer and path.
You aren’t demon that laughs in amusement
Watching temples and sanctuaries fall.
I don’t have any right to accuse you –
It was me who misvisioned this world.
Each your move is yet deeper in reason,
Every word veils a thousand beneath.
Loving you, all I plead for is wisdom
To embrace you, and never dismiss.