Shadow Of Love Poem by warner keisham

Shadow of Love


The darkness comes near
All sacred thoughts disappeared.
My mind turns into disenchantment
I am crying with a terror of unreal dead man.

Traveling by no track,
Will I get the enlightenment without a wrack'
Wondering, I should go to Sorrow-less Land
I think, I perceive the ultimate insubstantial wonderland.

O Mind! Behold, Mother is in this vessel of my body,
To take care of my childish athirst for Love or to give the shelter of safety.
Let me be in the shadow of my Mother's love whilst
I'm completely with the Infinite and the Eternal for whilst.

(No one will grasp where it comes and goes for whilst.)

Written by Warner Keisham on 9 Feb 01: 50: 29.734 05: 56: 04.265