arboreslorien sapientia

Rookie (19/2/92 / Camden)

The Prayer

Oh mine lips that abstain from heavenly worship.
Mine eyes, not demurely lowered, but lifted to an appraisal of the heavens.
The tree through the window;
Soft whisperer,
Universal song.
The gentle green caress of the grass.
Mother nature’s creation;
Man’s playground.
Pagan worship,

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