Church Poem by Barry Middleton
Church
I look to the river
for life is a quest
the end of the line
a quiet place of rest
past long lonely roads
the clear water flows
and where it will lead
no one really knows
there must be a stream
still hidden by trees
and just beyond reach
a soft tropic breeze
so scatter my bones
where no one will search
remote in the wildwood
for there is my church
Sunday, February 21, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: nature,peace,woods
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5/12/2024 11:03:17 AM # 1.0.0.1119
'Life is a quest', indeed it is, lovely rhyme