The Eternally Blessed Part 1
I have vanished into portals of eternal light.
lifted by pulchritudinous beams of mighty wisdom.
granted a wind lifted seat. Maid by yellow light.A cloud lifted palace, crowned by benign angels.With aggressively shimmering chips of gems ,stuck submissively and obedient to their wings.
Angels blowing a charmed horn, summoning the unknown.
Before me, a carpet made of water and gold did unfold
A all powerful voice says,step forth.
Come home.
One of the few eternally blessed.
Copyright © Elliott Bowe The Drunken Poet | Year Posted 2012
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