My Poetry a Future To Come
I, the poet that I am, the greatest dreamer
here I confess without rhyming in the verses...
I write for a time soon to come
with all the inspiration and faith of my poetry...
I write for a Heaven that will be our field of living, planting and harvesting...
For a time when we'll live life,
no death...
A time without the obscurity of greed
and profit...
Life of trees full of ethereal fruits, life of enchanted gardens...
Quiet beasts, harmless peccadilloes...
Rivers of milk and honey,
Disembodied friends...
A time always augustly clear
healthy atmospheres,
accessible crystals
facilities granted...
A time where rivals do not exist,
forgotten hates, erased grudges
blooming love in everyone and in
everywhere...
such a calm time
that if we stumble,
It will be pure happiness...!
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