Dream Below
Undaunting corner,
The edge, the fringe,
The listless days’ observer,
Humming visions astringe.
Silence of no rest,
Unmoving soul trembling within,
Of the room’s unending test,
Failing, unfeeling the unforgiving sin.
So looking out the slitting light,
Like a crevice above the fogging abyss,
Eyes laying upon the untamed sight,
My room indeed I will not miss.
The nature restrained not,
Hovering at window glass,
Wishing I could grow like weeds unfought,
And relinquish binding ropes at last.
Pressing touch to icy barrier,
Holding I from ceaseless bright,
Desiring the unseen savior,
To ascend me above, an unstrung kite.
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