Like Icarus too
we who escape
the maze of life
seeking wisdom's light
we the moth
drawn to promise
of revelation
yet soon find
our imagination
not enough
to grasp the fiery truth
that shines from afar
and burns all
that dare to venture
too close
with but
everyday minds
disguised
with feathers
of imagined
angels.
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'disguised
with feathers
of imagined
angels'
Mmm.
Happy Christmas, Brother.
and happy new year to your!
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