Take my Yoke

better that the world be
my companion, and the clouds be
my blanket for I know the whole
night would be my guide to
reach the glory of the star

let the sun wait to shine until,
the heaven will close the night of
glittering blow of meteorite that
falls down beneath the laughing
face of the stars I pray

oh! saving glow, show me
the smile that once tells the glory
of my spirit, as it wonder to live in
this age of wondrous time,
be the lightning perfume of every
pain that my heart quest to
carry and live my suffering to
a wonderful day with you

I come and bless
my way...

poem by Antonio Liao
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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