Moses
His gaze stares irately,
As his right arm rests on God’s work:
The tablets of the law...
Posed with extraordinary force,
Tension in his swollen veins,
With toned...defined muscles.
He sits mightily...in his seat.
Coiled locks pour from his angular face,
Swept across the bulk of his chest,
By magnificent...powerful hands.
As his robe drapes across his knee,
Anxious to rise...
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Moses By Michelangelo
Copyright © Raul Moreno | Year Posted 2009
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