Forward thus I move
My Dear Esteemed Friends
From the low-broken groove
To where my Soul rends.
Ages gone yet still a flicker
A cup of tea and the banishment of liquor
Those were days with blushes-a-meeker
Yet now I be but the Self-Truth-Seeker.
All and pain all once did arrive
But from my core did Power I derieve
An' honesty , truth and the future did I revive.
Know you then the words of wisdom
All you shall they to raise a Just Kingdom.
To rise high with Light's own guidance
Granted by the Lord ; His Own Providence.
Trees and plants and Birds give sigh
The revival of Nature is but night
Such is the truth you cannot deny.
Sages past and Ages New
Yet known by all so few
Yet worry not my dear great men
For I shall rest thy case with The Pen.
Carry I the quilt
On my comely hilt
Hold I in not any guilt
For it is with emotions that the world be built.
Ah my Lord , grant me the strength
To traverse the length
Of my worldly journey
For you are my judge and my attorney.
Unbind I myself from the old fight
For that is but a useless blight
Adding only to meaningless plight.
Thus with the Grace of the Holy Spirit's Living Sight
I set forward to establish the Righteous might
An' reach towards the endless Height.
O' My Lord thus allow me to forgive in this Golden Morn
An' begin a story anew
Now I ask You by Your Holy Lawn
Let walk paces some thousands a few
Peerly and Forward Unto Dawn.
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Forward Unto Dawn
PoetryLife is an intriguing mystery in itself. It works on principles which we have always inherently known. At certain moments in our lives , we face situations which cause us get stuck in a cycle of torment and grief and we chain ourselves to the past...
