By The Bright of Knowing
Do your eyes see what others have hidden?
Do your ears hear the pleas of muted cries?
Does your grief reflect what others reject?
Do you comprehend concepts they despise?
Enter you, The Sway of Enlightenment.
Where dregs lie within Tombs of Yesterday.
Where your eyes light by the Bright of Knowing.
Where your ears discern Tones of Awareness.
Where pleasures paid debt to final Sorrows.
There you’ll live in the Sway of Tomorrow,
Today
Never give up Peter! And I know you won’t! I love this!
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Thank you, Shelby!
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Nice work Peter, and I particularly liked the line, “Where your eyes light by the Bright of Knowing.”, and which would make an equally excellent title for the piece, perhaps?
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Thank you, Hariod. I like your idea well. You see I’ve given your suggestion the subtitle. And credit is yours, sir.
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Where the dregs LIE within Tombs of Yesterday…perfect.
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Thank you, Gigi!
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Beautiful, so perfectly expressed. Cheers my heart and soul…
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