QUOTE BY ELCYPHER A GLIMPSE OF WORDS 2

A GLIMPSE OF WORDS 'I'

Dear poet,

Let time I toured your diary

There were flowers with golden petals

The darkened clouds I encountered

Bore frozen pregnancy – awaiting delivery.

Then, I knew the fate of those mounts

You castled in the air as towers

Kissing the virgin sky.

Would oceans have raged and roared?

Nay! It’s a gesture from your kind heart

Which borrow’d them crescendo.

As I stepp’d in your aero of plane expression

Calculations of metrical lines sought

Abode in the maiden’s eyes

And, I saw… walking angels.

Stars were fate-less and homeless

For the sky found them scarce

But, there they wee

In your mother’s glowing eyeballs.

O, I learned of  a home for the dead

Recited as dirges; worded as elegies

For your progenies to recount

                Death’s scenarios.

                                                Elcypher.