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!
Copyright © Abraham Tor | Year Posted 2011
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