John Lowe Poems

Still waters run deep and life is deeper still,
The meaning of time and the passing of days,
Like the tranquil pond in autumn's haze,
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Kings within their palace walls,
Bright the golden horde they wrought,
By their iron hands the nations fell,
Terror and fear swept before,
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The goblin host so quickly destroys,
Painted flowers and crystal waters,
Hallowed ground is soon defiled,
Earth and stone so deeply scarred,
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For golden hair and sunlight dancing,
Beauty rare in eyes of deepest blue,
A hundred men through gates are leaving,
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