Night-Stept Revelation Poem by james watkin

Night-Stept Revelation

Retrieved, a soul. Then lifted
Tiresome Earth, up from out.
Of this peace, once enfolded
Night-winged, of it borne where?

With nothing of sound does blow
Mournful creaked, a tree through
When tracking moon's silver glow
A flash! Dim-forested!
Before this journey had ended
Life's, Death's lie proved there.

warringal park

Wednesday, October 2, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: walking,soul,night
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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