Collected Poems of John Holmes
Holmes, John A., Jr.
2002
To himself
To himself
My eyes see flame and stars, The sky is more than blue. My eyes are wide with wonder. Sight is not in you. | |
My ears hear angels singing A changing endless song. I am still to hear their music. You are never quiet long. My soul is young and eager Always to learn and rise. I have learned that I know nothing. You are so very wise. | |