In A Convent Garden Poem by james watkin

In A Convent Garden



Drifting this object about
High-stemmed, beautifies
What these hope to find, with one
A heaven implies.

Light stepped its fathomless depths
Back from, are either
What for nectar's source have dived
Or the God-seeker.

Friday, February 8, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: religious
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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