Poetry

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

One look at the mirror

 

From my solar plexus to the finger tops

I felt the godly power send titillations

Receptive antedating shivers marked the

person next/under the enchanted candles

 

Light beneath the truth shines on upon any darkness
To clear the way or courage, fervour forever

Believing all that once was, is
and all that can be, will