Look
Oh, I see the wind
Riding along the hill!
It envelops me in heat
That burns my soul!
I am free as a bird
To fly above the sins
That spill into my blood
Like flaming silk!
I need a calming sea
To assuage my fears
Of an impending fall
Into a pit of control
By the arbiters of unreason.
A calming sketch!
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Art et Poésie au Crayon Livre suivant (Art and Poetry with a Pencil Part 2)
PoetryThese are rhymed and free form poems that express my thoughts on art, science, philosophy, life, love, politics and death as told from a scientist's point of view in some cases. This is poetry book No. 8
