Gratitude
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O release me from this coat of darkness
Noble Spirit - who subverts the seasons;
Who fuses all of daylight's elements;
Who transcends pale, a priori reason.
It was you who planned my very being.
And built me cell by cell in the warm womb.
The exalted flesh and bones are singing
Odes to creation that defy the tomb.
Though its' eerie, cold silence engulfs me,
I know that Love's wisdom shines brightly.
Even in the midst of profound ennui
I can find a place of sanctuary.
Bu şiiri puanla
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