THE MUSE: EDELWEISS – Poetic Pillars – Monads: Rhythms - II - Glimpse

THE MUSE: EDELWEISS – Vol. I
*** Part IV: Poetic Pillars – Monads: Rhythms ***
[ II ]
*** Glimpse ***




“Each strain
Of thought
Thou rise
In heart, -
For those
Who fought
In wars
Of mind,
They train -

*** Root ***

As when
One feels
How world
Is blind,

Each spark
Of light
Shows dark
To find
Its wheels, -

*** Root ***

What heals
Best wounds,
When crowds
Seek death? -
Who steals
Their joy,
Those dreams?
In cries,
Dim sounds…

*** Root ***

It seems
In change
Time, speaks, -
Thou world
Get strange,
With tides
In peaks; -
- Light - takes
No sides…”



©Th3Mirr0r

(2018+ / 2019)


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Posted: Sep 24
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THE MUSE: EDELWEISS – Vol. I
Versification Treatise/ Poetic Pillars
Book I: English version/
Part IV: Poetic Pillars – Monads - Rhythms
2018+ / 2019 ©Th3Mirr0r

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