In the shadows of becoming
the spirit now awakens something,
what becomes or what will be
only it will ever see.
....sylas vael
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In the shadows of becoming
the spirit now awakens something,
what becomes or what will be
only it will ever see.
....sylas vael
I did this for english comp II...
The bird died today
It had red and gold feathers
It is an egg now
A stanza of my own:
It dwelt in a thick cloud of darkness.
It dwelt in the bottom of the sea.
I wanted to see what it could possibly be,
That could avoid the eye of my awareness.
Good poems, both sylas and ExVassal. Thanx.