Email Poem

Your IP Address: 18.118.19.89

Your Email Address:

To Email Address:

Subject

Personal Note:

Poem Title:

Poem

Vimanas in flight; 
centrifugal delight.
Ezekiel’s wheels; doing reels; 
Ophanum high, up in the skies; 
we see them and still deny.

Logical mind, it is so blind; 
perhaps even, a bit unkind.
Denial is a realm of fools, 
who live by very limiting rules.
They let this defect, 
crush all hope and possibilities;
true progress, they neglect.

The faithful are blessed, 
to have passed their tests.
They pray with great belief; 
they will not be deceived.
Their souls have eyes, 
that stay on the prize.

What some label, “simple truth”; 
all that is and isn’t on a list; 
they think it doesn’t even exist.
They’ll be surprised; I surmise; 
when their souls slowly rise, 
up to the sky and soar miraculous highs.

They’ll take it all back; 
citing their knack; 
for the vision that they lacked.
The open mind, these souls will find, 
does not leave its soul behind; 
stagnating in a void; 
instead promotes progress;
it’s ignored, nonetheless.

Miracles are all around; 
in mortal realms, they do abound; 
just open your mind and see...
believe.

CAPTCHA Preview

Type the characters you see in the picture

Required