In Time Poem by James McLain

It is directly
illuminated under the light
where that star.
Become aware her pain they are many,
and in the reflection which applied the fact that it shines
with the mirror clear that image her, 'God which works.
Therefore from whence time,
someone there somewhere it does.
And if desire is damage it shouts.
Is the desire which is gone I have cried for?
During mine like your very first fear,
however amongst us learning to come to them, we are.

I saw the great pearls blossom like stars.
Translucent each color that small binary sphere.
Eye our stars of the stars, as for eternity, beaming.
Then maybe you can, 'So it is.