Day, And Its Doorway Poem by james watkin

Day, And Its Doorway



Life-conscious, what of its good fortune
To you does it imply
Day's, through its gold-illuminated doorway
When to be let in by?

Conscious too of Love, its attendant
Force, spiritual-warming
Health, happiness, to one's near and dearest
Prayer-pressed, first, rise in!

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