The thoughts of heaven that
filled me when young,
now look so much like
what I have learned here below.

How can I separate the two?
Even the death I am promised
seems like a charming
prospect for my discovery.

There above was supposed
to be love. Now I find it is here
as well. Life burns inside of me
here, continues glowing there.

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2 Responses to Separating

  1. smilecalm says:

    interesting gaze
    at all levels 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Tom says:

    Oh, am always trying to open wider. Thanks, SmileCalm! 😎


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