This Forested Space Poem by james watkin

This Forested Space



Cleared of all voices
This forested space.
Left with one's thoughts, and the peace
Of a holy place.

Each, a plume, weighing
That's lightened, doubly
Through what, for the Living God
Who's heart, solace grants
Is felt, blows and flows, enchants.
Not inappreciably!

Tuesday, June 13, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: feeling,forest
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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