Mystic Google
Behold, the mystical veil
On earthy's face:
Hold her invicible fingers,
Scan through her google,
Uncover her masquerade:
Some is fame,
Some shame:
Many poor,
Few splendor:
Many merry unfree,
Some is glee:
some gold,
Others cold-old:
Dark heart glows,
Bitter leaves, good heart grows:
Many wisdom fail;
Turbulent ocean,the simple safely sail:
Strength hustle for vain,
Golden ocean,the lazy gain:
Save it so,
Swim your coast!
A mastery finger carved it so.
From whence the wind whistle
Canst thou whisper?
Just swim your coast
And save it so.
Copyright © Benjamin Ede | Year Posted 2013
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