Glory' fount

 Split-second, thence those tempest veilled
shroud 'til cease recall betoken hours ailled
thatwith then, considered flairs as failed

Thus, you shed in toils through incubation
that alone, saw tomorrow your revelation
comburst, glowing epic fro equal destination

Uncertainly, shudders pessimists' blame
that to, toped sweats to riches fro fame
albeit, focusing further draw, beyond aim

Sightless to 'you are hitherto you are not'
breathing 'til you last beneathe fought
neither beneath toss, glow towards worth

To success story, scud you neither at ease
vague beyond them, e'en no mile amiss
sprung ala sown fro controversial genesis

poem by Faeo 'Lyre' Clive
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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