unless the imitation of life
is crafted with accurate filigree
detail hard lines of reality
tempered with wisdom humility
sympathy creativity as fresh keen bright
as memories echo of souls born in purity
striving to aid souls tortured in furnace
of this world's cruel purification process
a darker inescapable overwhelming
agony will torment attuned empathic
perception minds clasped within
fallen dense world vibration rates?
Terence George Craddock (Afterglows Echoes Of Starlight)
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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