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Arthur Goodnight Poem
Haven't you heard
the Angel's songs:
The voices of saints,
blended with beggers,
and suffused with pagans?
From the time before Christ,
the power of the chorus
moving mountains and
changing the course of the mightiest rivers
Through time and space.
The sounds that must be
Discovered in silence.
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Arthur Goodnight Poem
Message Delivered
I Am Done
Here , No One
Even Noticed
Trumpet Sounded
Angels Spoke
Another Day
Passes Away
Tick , Tock
Time Slides
Just When
The Decision Made
Flash Of Light
Fury of the Wind
Thunderous Noise
The END
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Arthur Goodnight Poem
To the Immortal
Death matters not.
Whether from this life,
or countless others.
Merely the window
which must be passed
on the road to freedom.
Another milepost in the
parade of timelessness;
another step on the path.
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I am not a God
I am a poet
The differences
are so similar
one is confused
The other
Doesn't know.
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