La Sallete 1846 Poem by james watkin

La Sallete 1846



Twas not a lady, ordinarily sensed
Out of place, by means of attire,
In the manner she alight
But purity itself, abstracted from
A sphere of pure light.

Too accomplished, two shepherding girls
Mustering, on the consciousness
Meekness, in the open
To have not distracted another
But the Queen of Heaven.

Sunday, November 3, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: religious
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james watkin

james watkin

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