Honour Silence. Hallow The Stillness Poem by james watkin

Honour Silence. Hallow The Stillness



Honour silence. Hallow the stillness
Of wombs, holy fertility.
Of one thought seeded bore the Creation.
Hatched; ripened; formed perfectly.

Who would throw in it, hard-heartedly
A remark, or a rudeness toss
Draws from the outer darkness ill tides
Of Pandemonium, across.

Tuesday, October 30, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: religious
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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