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Transcendence
The willow weeps no more.
The shadow blends with night.
Naught left to answer for,
All in the world seems right.
A whisper on the breeze,
I can't help think your name;
As my soul feels the squeeze—
Will never be the same.
The motion all around me
A still frame in my mind.
For transcendence has bound me
'Another place and time.
I fade from thought and vision.
All essence disappears,
Though the words of rescission
Will not return the years.
The sentiment a vacuum,
Never feel my eyes close.
The garden of life resumes,
Less taint of this black rose.
Final thought of your healing,
Cast my last wayward prayer.
Tomorrow just a feeling ,
Of which you aren't aware.
Published 10th Oct 2015
| Edited 11th Oct 2015
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13th Oct 2015 2:51am
Truly has an almost ethereal feel to it. Heavily Romanticist. I loved it... Aching thoughts that you can't push away... Lovely.
