The Great BelowA Poem by ethann
The Great below,
From which I bellow. Descending into a familiar hole, Ascending is my goal. But, I may never leave the Great below. Cascading too and fro, Knowing there's nowhere else to go, Soon the Great below opened up, Ascending soon enough, To the Great above. My heart filling with love, The sky falling in from above. Paradise wrapping with a hug, Which recoils into a noose, from which, I am hung.
© 2015 ethann |
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