Poetry By StarFields




I love the archangels
with equal fervour.

Each is a never ending pleasure,
a never ending treasure
below a sea
of endless moons.

Winged beings,
a storm of stars -
welcome, Traveller!

Welcome home!

Mysteries unravel,
diamond bright
shine the suns
of a thousand days.

Who would come
to count this splendour?

Let the fear be gone.

Light the torches.

A world of miracles
and knights


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