WakingA Poem by MilesBreathe me through a tunnel of dimensions Lift the altar and allow my ascension Cast a glow upon my hair Raise me up through lucid air Tell me I’m the one that always was Explain to me it’s all because Time has no beginning and I have no name No shorthand, no malice No flaw, no shame Just keep on For in the end I will wake, powerless And slightly further will I regard My subconscious boundless
© 2011 Miles |
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Added on August 23, 2011 Last Updated on August 23, 2011 AuthorMilesDarmsheim, Badem-Würtemberg, GermanyAboutI'm American, I was born in Japan, and have since traveled to many different states and countries. I'm an Athiest and an Existentialist and I prefer the Multiple Big Bang theory. I play guitar, and .. more..Writing
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