Flesh, or: Verse

My first Cywydd Llosgyrnog

You can't help yourself, seeking more
soulful words from swift fleeting shore;
man's flesh shan't soar, but verse can;
Futures flash, forever flow fast;
Fey fancies; concepts; visions ~ last,
These survive past man's lifespan

Shabbat shalom!

I have scheduled this poem to be published while I am offline for Shabbat -enjoy!

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