Thought

is an eagle of space
which in an eyrie of flesh,
may indeed unfold its wings

only to fall asleep underneath
but cannot soar beyond duality
into the heaven of vision.




Poetry by yoonoos peerbocus
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Written on 2021-05-17 at 08:38

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josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
Iím enthralled with your context in this. It challenges me and thatís good. Thanks for presenting this.
2021-05-17