My Light is all Clear,

My Light is all Clear,
My Light is all Clear,
That I may Define this Movement that is so Light with Glimpse,
My Eyes can see what is Beyond,
Whilst my Own Suffering is like a New Seal Opened,
From Night to Dawn we sit on Bleams,
Thinking that the Light is all Manifested on Humane Terms.

poem by Maxim Muyu
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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