Just Beautiful
A Poem Giving Tribute to the Progress of Goals
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#10 on the List out of 11
Like diamond make the eye,
oh, but more than one shall thrive,
here and there constant unity,
fond of us til horizon timelessness abode,
strongholds every one of us hold,
we are our own jarl,
Do not, I not snarl but love,
for one held long,
we are but one,
dawnbreaker.
Meridia’s beacon,
tree of life after eternal,
blades of dwemer,
bolts and clogs,
fixed parts in a sanctuary none know,
not abandoned,
specially tailor made,
stronger than dragonbone,
sharper than a saber’s tooth,
behold sychronicities swarm.
…
One clock running on batteries,
brains behave in nervous wires,
sauder and nuclear direction,
an Earth wormcoming up,
from warmth to toil,
round and round like a coil,
sparkplugs starter,
reignite,
the gas is pushed; it rumbles.
First or last,
the race ran it’s task.
Now, the boats come to harbor,
docks, broken locks,
not broken, malfunctioned,
short pins replaced,
sunshine glows in this place,
and as it seems,
graves were watered by the rain,
roses did bloom,
and the scorpions sting,
did not kill.
Thorns were sharpened,
by a pretty, beautiful poison.
As kids play,
I see myself,
no longer sway,
eventually I’ll find my way,
chasing my own bubbles I blow,
watching them soar in the air,
off and away on their own.3/3/2024 8:21 pm
10:01pm @ publishing time
