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I asked my Father if I should start with poetry or philosophy when writing under my own name. He said poetry. So this is the first book I wrote. Free download.

Book of Years
Book of Years


This is the lead poem in the book.

Here, softly here,
Where mystick songs spell
Of magicks hidden wove '
'Twixt sleet and ice '
And paradise
These silent words are shrove.

Notes twine and swirl
Through wind so fine
This only holds its sway
From lips to ear
By hiding well
Its transcendaentalvi play.

Here, softly, here
Where songs spell
Of mythril hidden sung
Where rings again
The shining bell
That twirls love's velvet tongue,

Here, Softly here,
There sing we!

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Book of years

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