The Earthen Lamp

The Earthen Lamp

Spurned― the spiritual
way. Can you remain unchanged?

The undercurrent was
strong. You float up
and down.

Dragged on sledge
of life, you land directly
in my eyes.

I do it my style.
O golden moon, reaching
you in my verse.

You cannot cover
the flames, till you become
ash, genuine and pure.

The cotton rags
will remind you of purple
clouds when you were rich in rains.

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[KeithMansfield]

Inspired and from the soul where all good poetry is born.