The Window

Come share with me sweet Sage 
The flickering delight as 
Angel’s Trumpet shares Datura’s beauty;
This window breaks the blinding fright.

Remain close sweet Sage
To gather safe from pestilent Chimera
As they dance to the flame of shimmering truths 
The crude songs of real kind. 

Born from comet’s flight
Socrates stands bare in Pantheon spite
Make not to separate 
No one descends from heaven’s gate.

Remain close sweet Sage
Of the shimmering light
To fill this gorge is natures plight.

                                                                         Châz

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