Saturday, January 11, 2014

O teardrop world

O teardrop world

O teardrop world (from the Maker's eye),
drowned in exquisite destiny -
the stuff of suffering is to plot and vie -

hurtling through an endless sky,
tendered not a single apology;
o teardrop world (from the Maker's eye),

o insubstantial, ethereal sigh,
our sparks fly briefly, effetely -
the stuff of suffering is to plot and vie,

vanity and death, the trades we ply.
Only one method, one remedy -
o teardrop world (from the Maker's eye) -

renounce your self-deluding alibis,
concede and comply most willingly -
the stuff of suffering is to plot and vie -

embrace your fate! - God's cast the die -
through effacement, true humility,
o teardrop world (from the Maker's eye).
The stuff of suffering is to plot and vie.

                        (Unpublished)

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