Nothing M o v e s



It all takes place so fast
nothing seems to move,

stars look like molecules
under the microscopic eye

Salvation is a ship with wings of heavens blue
Seas roll a w a y the weight of useless things,

Want to speak the word forming images in my mind
Come Silence carry these letters, let them cry,

Joy is a voice sprung to life out of cold stone
Life again amongst these eternal flowers

Hold the scents under my breath
and pray,

It all took place so fast
Nothing seemed to m o v e . . .




Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2012-12-05 at 02:11

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Mattheoso
how fast

Enjoyed.
2012-12-05