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Scriptures of Leaves
Cradled by the winds and hooded head robins
souls that have walked with piccolos and reeds
in gardens of my mind longing to be a prayer
memory with a veil in the shadow of a vine
theologians of trees, nature's yardmen
garments of skin and scriptures of leaves
like Autumn's sheaves, but in fact, diety
souls that have walked with piccolos and reeds
in gardens of my mind longing to be a prayer
memory with a veil in the shadow of a vine
theologians of trees, nature's yardmen
garments of skin and scriptures of leaves
like Autumn's sheaves, but in fact, diety
Published 1st Jan 2024
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1st Jan 2024 10:18pm
Love this poem with it's great lines, especially the last one. Great imagery, Adagio!
1st Jan 2024 10:22pm
It came to me as I was looking out the window with memories of a different time. Thank you for reading and commenting.
1st Jan 2024 10:40pm
