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North Of Eden
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By Del Isherwood
- The Angels gently walked
within those boundaries set by our Lord just north of eden.
The river shallowed in the early morn of the second day, as the sparrows delicately called upon her nestlings to hush just north of eden.
From the dust of the earth god and his creation of life emulated the prolusion of death.
Now only the Ghost that lives within us imperially wanders. gently,
Within the sundries of eden.
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The Stranger
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By Del Isherwood
- Silently,
I slept upon her winters breath painfully sorrowed.
Greyed from shallow tears that watered the moons crest.
Beclouded, by dreams that closed my heart,
Not sleeping within this transfusing storm.
Like a whirlwind of fusions echoing there and about tearing upon the walls of my soul.
The night wind soothes my ashes yet my soul prodigiously leaves without hesitation in silence.
I have watched this sand of my life sift lowly away.
What I am, Is what I have become.
The stranger.
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The raining light reached desolately within the shadow of her full moon.
And as the stars cried conspicuously she brazed my heart with her silence.
The wind pondered upon a sad melody of enchantments for the dark star.
However she remained silent without remorse.
All the constellations within heaven gathered to give her the last prayer.
O dark star God shall miss your Light.
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