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Withered coarse beams
Jerusalem wood
Defined by sand winds
Ancient chasm air
Thatch
Nowhere else to go
It must be here
Chimes of pastoral
Ox Camel yoke chains
Foretelling of the great moment
Rituals of Kyoto monks
The people wait
Shepard follows the
Cosmic beacon
Wise pilgrims persist
Their journey
Effortless
Aid of prophesy
Paradise refugees
Zenith emanates
Proportionately to the
Day that will come
Wailing of a
Spotless babe
Greeted by the
Unseen chosen ones
The Ancient One
Is here
A mother and father
Rejoice
An unknown
Earthly heavenly family
Has been borne
Peace is now here
Calm of the sea
Bathes the wise,
The Shepard,
And the people
Night is made Day
Might of light
None are dismayed
A vacuum of sound
All love awaited
Waits no more
Our King is here
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I agree with Sean's assessment of the line length. Nevertheless it is a very good poem. It is an enjoyable read and that is what the masses want. It is what will make people want to read poetry again.
Pretty good. I must say though, it was pretty annoying to see those tiny little lines. I would make each stanza into one or two lines; I think it would flow better.
