The Rock Of Ages Speaks To Me Poem by Royston Allen

The Rock Of Ages Speaks To Me



The rock in my rockery standing high
talks volumes to me each time I pass by.
Speaking of the beach from which it was claimed
and of serenity which the island was famed.

A "thin place, " where both heaven and earth meet;
and Ionian pilgrims used to greet.
Reminds me too, that I am a pilgrim here
journeying closer to heaven each year.

Monday, April 9, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: memories
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