#WorldPoetryDay – The Face of the Moon

In the Vast congregation of Incorporeal Time,

These Dreams have shifted,

Incongruous Rhyme.

Filtering from Eternity like Shards of Glass,

And Heaven on both sides of me

Seems to Pass,

While I, Standing,

Waiting,

Neither Late, nor Too Soon,

Behold the Sweet Splendor Of the Face of the Moon.

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~Morgan~
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