Eminently Becoming

Eminently Becoming

Large such waves of contrast toils

Blow as morsels to the wind

In each moment truth be told

Seems a devils end

Thoughts to wander off the path

Eyes to linger in storms full blast

Ney, the greatness weaves up from the past

And rises into an Eternal Mast.

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