Vlad Posted November 1, 2002 Report Posted November 1, 2002 (edited) Eureka! I found it! A place that is well lit. The eye can see all, Unobstructed by wall, Not mist, nor fog, Nor a rotten log, Protrude this sanctum. All are at rest, Not only the best. A place for the weary, Not one to be leary. Where there is calm, From the healing balm. In this divine sanctum. I am free to be, That which I see, There are no constraints, And one never faints, In this blank solitude, There is no one rude, In the Pen's sanctum. Copyright 2004 Vlad Edited July 7, 2004 by Vlad
Gwaihir Posted November 1, 2002 Report Posted November 1, 2002 *laughs* A light funny piece with a real serious meaning behind it. Much truth and much fun. Nice!
Rahsash Geldich Posted November 17, 2002 Report Posted November 17, 2002 ::heavenly voices sing a chord after the poem has been read:: Beauiful work
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