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" And The World Spins On..."

" And The World Spins On..."

His innocence
Has ruffled my feathered wings
Of a Utopian understanding
Where the long "O" sound
In His finest socratic vowels
So comfortable in this bliss is this
And the world spins on....

Yes, the world spins on
Through the Eagle and the ground beetle
Both sacred
To separate cultures
But very much the same.....

Yes, the world spins on
Through the Sciences and Metaphysics
Both, sacred to EVERY man
I just pray we get to blend them
To keep the world spinning on it's axis
Where politics and religion
Finally relaxes
And world unity
Becomes one spirituality......


 

Tony Taylor   (Chicago)

 

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AUTHOR WILLIAMS...

Dear Brother Poet Tony Taylor,

Good write, thanks for sharing, my applause, my love, my vote, I love the below lines.

  • Yes, the world spins on
  • Through the Sciences and Metaphysics
  • Both, sacred to EVERY man
  • I just pray we get to blend them
  • To keep the world spinning on it's axis
  • Where politics and religion
  • Finally relaxes
  • And world unity
  • Becomes one spirituality......

Regards & Love

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

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Tony Taylor

Thanx Brother!!........so happy to hear from you.........hope all has been well with your daughter's wedding and everything...........appreciate it Mr. M!!...........smiles...........T  xx

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