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Born in the shape Of infinity Comes Soul... A whisper on the winds Of time Searching the universe For you, for me. Quietly Soul slips on by Landscapes Called minds And circles round Beams of thought While reaching past Earth made days And starry nights Of angel shine. Here, Soul comes home, Alive in crystal spheres Of light. Here, Beyond the worlds Of Beings, Soul sees a different view From you, from me. Infinity.... When I am lost In rules and manly Measurements, When I forget Life is more than What it is I'm being; Soul sends to me A whispered light And Infinity catches me Seeing clearly. Sandy Lulay, originally from Woodstock, New York, is a resident of Stuart, Florida. Lulay is an "Original Woodstock Girl" who has been writing poetry since age ten. Many of her poems have been published both in Woodstock and Stuart's Sleeping Bear Review. Sandy is a Swans' kind of girl, our in-house poet. Please, DO NOT steal, scavenge or repost this work without the expressed written authorization of Swans, which will seek permission from the author. This material is copyrighted, © Sandy Lulay 2002. All rights reserved. No part of this material may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording or otherwise, without the prior written permission of the publisher. |
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Poems and Essays published in 2002 | 2001