GLIDING o’er all, through all,
Through Nature, Time and Space,
As a ship on the waters advancing,
The voyage of the soul-not life alone,
Death, many deaths I’ll sing.
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GLIDING o’er all, through all,
Through Nature, Time and Space,
As a ship on the waters advancing,
The voyage of the soul-not life alone,
Death, many deaths I’ll sing.
Filed under: The Nacho Army |
Neat poem,very creative