Vladislav Martynovitch

In Dash

In Dash
In Eyes of yours I am divine –
Or Scum of Heavens upon Earth –
And in your Dreams I Truth combine
With all that is of Dreaming worth,

And while trespassing Limits, Lines,
I am in favored your Esteem,
And digging down in your Mines,
I find the Treasures that I deemed…

I don’t want to spend or waste,
Accumulate and then preserve:
My Spirit’s of Atlantean Race –
The fearsome in the Eyes of Dwarfs.

And Expectations yours in me
Are realized – in Shade and Flesh:
Partake of what Divine might be –
And, happy, then to Earthly dash!..

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