Scallop
The scallop of outer rim has uncanny shapes
It exist in outer universal landscapes
The murmur that it makes as in spirit it drapes
It is a sonnet of glory of increased phase to which it escapes
The fish usually for their young don’t care
But there is one that does you should be aware
So even if something like that is rare
This fish breaks from norm on evolutionary scale
But what if a spirit breaks from norm on the playing field of the soul
This spirit could see uncanny scallop its eerie shapes and all
Beyond vortexes of expanse able to reach outer rim’s wall
Maybe even see justice and sense of life and of soul
Copyright © Patrycjusz Kopec | Year Posted 2013
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