Through These Wilds Of Slashing Poem by james watkin
Through These Wilds Of Slashing
Through these wilds of slashing
In states of composure
No clergy showed their tracks.
No temple, its tumour.
Out of their mingled roar
Who a peacefulness drew
Was not of hands passed o'er
In blessing prior to.
Monday, June 3, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: nature walks
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