20 May 2015

Poet's Rest

Sleep’s a balm, a natural rest
To soothe when not at best
To be privy of Divine design
In your thick dreaming, resigned

Poets past and present
Reside at rhyme’s crescent

A field so diverse, a delight of doses
Bloom words that outlast roses
The garden of wit blessed us both,
spread its seedlings we go forth

Composed by Dominae Primus. 
Published in Daily Doses & Vital Verses
ISBN 978-967-5785-030
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