The Quotes Garden - VI – O, Muse!..

"The Quotes Garden"


[ VI ]


O, Muse!..




“O, Muse! Thou Art, hath gave thy Soul,
As Lore finds way of all, to be
What folds within the one that bends
A dream, apart – as what departures whole?..
By knot, conceives A-Onothingness in thee
- And where’s not if O-Anoticeness holds ends?!..



O, Muse! Thy Soul, knead beats, where’s Pulse
To human world, a mystery, adheres to be
- As all they ever knew, rely on paths;
To follow, or to lead, hath use! Avulse,
Not more than less, nor such as rise in thee
What seed it is within a tree. Thy Soul, enwraps,
And stirs the echo where thou art impulse!.. “



©Th3Mirr0r
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Posted: Sep 2022
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The Quotes Garden
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