Wednesday, March 9, 2016
The Hermit Comments
Rating: ★5.0
It's freezing cold outside in the middle of the desert square
and the frostiness of the breeze
on me alone it blows,
and mingles with the inward heat
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Alex Grove
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3/7/2026 10:16:29 AM # 1.0.0
This wondering Hermit sings loudly his solitary Hymn, a Chant that will not be heard by anyone, that will not remain engraved and adored; but as the golden trail of a distant meteor will eventually vanish and go back to the deep black darkness of the eternal space, wonderful imagination of the hermits song flying into the abode of the heavens. thank you dear poet. tony