I Am the Salvage of the Universe
I am the salvage of the universe. The first fruit of heaven
The ear with which the great Spirit conversed, the silent song
Struggling with the heavy chains of the flowers heart
When night has nothing else to eat, it drinks of beauty
From the stars, and wipe its mouth with me. In this skin
Is where my friendship with the world begins, the grape of night
In the hands of the sky, the of seed blackness, father of light
The silent symphony of the stars, with broken wings in flight
The rags of planets dripping from the heavens' mouth.
Copyright © David Smalling | Year Posted 2011
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