Morning's Call, Evening's Fall Poem by Joseph David Oliver
Morning's Call, Evening's Fall
Morning calls, Evening falls,
When yellow rays meet Gaia's face,
Again ye, mortals begin thy eternal race!
When Birds begin their morning song,
Mortal Man begins to do their world wrong,
Then Evening Set down on Gaia's Downcast Face,
Ending her Creature's race!
Morning calls, Evening falls,
When yellow rays meet Gaia's face,
Again ye, mortals begin thy eternal race!
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4/19/2024 10:59:13 PM # 1.0.0.1119
About time us Pagans got some notice. A sharp poem. Liked it a lot. Tom Billsborough