“Ode on Influence...”

by 0ctavio G0nzalez

When I am weak, and cannot move The light does bring the ill to me And I can see in powers that prove That there is still much strength to be. Again I leave my restful state To help a friend I've heard has cried. Never slowed by words of hate. Hearing none- save the infinite guide... She shall lead me home, Though I must 1st serve all was made (...chaotic schemes as yet unkown...) My ignorance shall surely fade... -As truth into my soul is thrust- Until The Day: In Faith I Trust. Click to see full text

▼ Genre: Poetry
Tags: Sonnet, John Donne, Mystic

License: FeedForward Collaboration License
Sorry for bad English :(

Date uploaded: Aug 28, 2011, 05:18 PDT Show more info

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WalaWalaWala gave feedback to 0ctavio G0nzalez for “Ode on Influence”:

Cool! Reminds me a lot of "The Holy Sonnets" by John Donne!

Right on, man :)

-Shoham

Comment ☆ Like Link Flag Aug 28, 2011, 07:18 PDT

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