Abraham Tor Poet Free verse

The Quill of My Life

Pour out
        Pour out
              ' Saint seducing' ink;
        Tell my life with this quill
     For the tranquility in eternity
Beckons at me
     To free my troubled soul
           From the bondage of earth
                      Then I look up to you:
                Be my relic
         My vignette
Glittering on the wall:
   The timeless wall of HISTORY,
                        Pour out!

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