So Astounded Myself Poem by james watkin

So Astounded Myself

So astounded myself
In pondering this
Nigh fell off my sofa?
If true. There above.

All that we can dream up
Of joys, their sources
Endless, Heaven's ran in.
Evermore young there.
Of that for bloom, field's fair.
Face-kissed, lit for love.

Saturday, August 31, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: heaven,imagination
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james watkin

james watkin

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