Sacred Evening Impressions Poem by james watkin
Sacred Evening Impressions
Rating: ★5.0
Day's life ebbs, in blood away.
Sorry vision, which yet marks
No time's desolation.
This stilly purposefulness
Of prayer-lifted quiets. Steeped in
Sense of congegation.
Rising out glebes, glades, west-faced;
Grass blade on blade, there bending;
That's grateful moistened.
And some, who tread there softly
Come to feel, as solemn-soaked
Their burdens ascend.
Wednesday, June 8, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: holy,evening
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5/3/2024 11:21:36 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Nice poem, Jamed. Enjoyed it