Upon A Face


Saturn with Her Splendid Rings

Could Tear my Mind from Mortal Things,

As could the Look Upon a Face

That led me to a Barren Place.


A Face that maybe Lived a Life,

From Joy, through Pain, of Peace and Strife.

Within the Thin Sphere of a Realm

A Ship afloat, Abandoned Helm.


As Stars Pour Down a Fiery Death

The Light we see Bears not One Breath,

Of all their Glories nor Long-Lost Treasure

Upon a Face there’s no such Measure.


Upon A Face

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