Call To the Quarters of the Sage
Magnifying is your sight,
filtering your destination.
It’s odyssey to the legs
but you walked it with your gaze.
No more too long a distance
is thousands of miles away.
Your adorable gaze beckons
to the elements you require
for manufacturing words.
To your disposal they hasten.
Literary dexterity:
your alluring criterion!
It behoves me to tell you
to behold what beckons you—
it’s the quarter-gate of the sage!
You are welcome here, darling.
Copyright © Aliagan Abdulrahman | Year Posted 2014
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