Ireland

Through bulwark on its briars

In sullen tears withvast radiant fears

One has become filled with love

Within the given ambiance of the moment

 

Under pressure integrity is overtly earned

We have sought an inner peace through

Watching briars on Irelands coastal shore

One may even evoke pain out of laughter

 

In hindsight to long to love even a bit more

In pins chalice decor,

One would even relish in its vast notion of heavenly attributes

A myraid papal journey filled with both hope & grace,

 

Yet with few words safely intact

This will help draw the attention

Away from self

Nor any stalemate or bulwark in a modest lattice decor

 

A quest for inner solace by which one can anticipate an open door

Within each humble spectrum between both space & time

One must make certain a clear choice to shine !

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