Tomorrow's Poem...

Mildly Dying said yesterday..

How many times can a poem die?

as Tomorrow smiled

His brilliant gleam

that spoke of more

than words could

ever

ever say...

Breath of life

breathing Spirits

Eternal heavenly fires!

Streams of Wonder

skies of Hope

such are, most Wondrous desires...

©Jason Christopher 2017

born again

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