The Cenotaphs Inscription
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The Cenotaphs Inscription
David J Walker
And when you find your path
To heaven
Looking back is not an option
Navigation flowing through
The heart
Reason set apart
from the gross
Realities of the earth as the domain
Of the second son of God
Yet
here we trod
And there we trod
As angels of lassitude
Hoping we are hovering
Believing if we touch the vulgar ground
We are grounded
Bury my heart in the clouds
The rest may be left beneath
The inscription on the cenotaph
Forgotten in the round
Copyright © David Walker | Year Posted 2020
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