Expectations of Something More

Expectations of Something More

  Expectations of Something More

Am I the product of all that I sense -
Just fantasy, and nothing more intense?
Or is there a more refined conception,
Of which I lack a means of perception?

One enchanted moment of paradise
Arrived in my mind one bright afternoon,
Wrought by some supernatural device
That sent my spirit into a deep swoon.

Would that I could purchase there forever -
Transcendental reality capture,
And hold it in a never-failing clasp!
Henceforth, let bliss be my true endeavor,
With adamant claims to total rapture,
A dispensation of dreams in my grasp!

I am content with earthly enterprise,
But I look e’er to the opposing shore,
In hope that eternity may arise
Per my expectations of something more.

~ Daniel F Mitchell


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