Peering Pinholes, Pierce The Night

The sea of tranquillity, it beckons me
Murmurs echo, of who I long to be
Martyr be those unspoken words
Parchments written but never heard

Within the thoughts I've undertaken
Harshness breeds, was I forsaken
The valley breeds a senseless war
Beneath the hymn among the score

Luminous beads of celestial light
Speckled in eve, in the twilight
The Sea of Fertility awakens me
For there are things, I long to be

Bringer of deeds I've known thee well
And there are thoughts I long to tell

Cast no shadows among my cries
For in the darkness there are sighs
Peering pinholes pierce the night
Among the shadows in their flight

Speckled whispers wilderness speaks
Among the shadows in the peaks
The sea of clouds, I've known you well
And there are thoughts, I long to tell

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Poetry By Darryn John Murphy

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