Adoring The Babbling Brook Poem by Paul Amrod

Adoring The Babbling Brook

I watch it coming from the crest
adoring the babbling brook.
As it streams over the rocks
relaxing my worn and weary soul.
This holiness has gently blessed
my senses which have undertook
the slower ticking of the clocks
until I find my cherished goal.

Wednesday, June 19, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: nature
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Paul Amrod

Paul Amrod

Chateaugay, New York
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