OUT OF THE DEEP
Out of the deep,
I heard a voice,
A strange sensation,
Over my soul;
I saw moon's eyes,
Piercing at me,
A whirlwind funnel,
Dropped on my knees.
Through the gleam of the star,
I dashed insomuch awe,
Out of the deep,
Still his voice,
Of something earthly,
And yet unknown;
I heard a strange music,
Of a heavenly host.
He smiles at me,
With kindred thoughts,
Above the pathway,
A rare ship rose.
Out of the deep,
I sighed and bowed,
Many sunsets were glowing,
At the time they gone.
Copyright © Walter D Tomeo | Year Posted 2019
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