Dateless

Dates mean nothing. The poems are just ordered as I please. I believe I still have a mostly accurate account of dates elsewhere.

Thursday, January 4, 2024

"Pinnacle"

 Pinnacle

The pinnacle is rising to that task

Volcano to erupt in life to bask

Upon the shore of all we know

Rest with ease, before the final blow

For many more the lifetimes we will show

The wonder and breath of

The many aspects of the love


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