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Wednesday, August 16, 2017

The Setting Son - A Poem by Moe

"Agnus Dei, qui tollis peccata mundi, dona nobis pacem"

what sainted fate doth call to me
with all I've known now set
expected dreams unfurled now free
have sailed without regret

mine eyes have bathed in loving grace 
as life sets forth reborn 
with beating heart I'll love the face
that rests in me untorn 

for meaning now doth tend my soul
to meet all I've become
to grow and face released control
of all that kept me numb

that grace and love should bear me hence
with now untethered strings
to seek and find all recompense
in portals set for kings

~Moses Apollo

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