A Sublime Soul Poem by Ehsan Ehsan

A Sublime Soul



A SUBLIME SOUL

Let me see the clear spring

Let me have the shady grove

I, across the running hill

Want to see the dying sun

Where have gone those flowery brooks

That gave me thoughts of beauteous dreams

Beautiful more than vernal bloom

And made the human face divine

Taking away all mists from me

And making me a soul sublime.

Wednesday, March 21, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: soul
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