Twould Be Useless To Die Poem by james watkin

Twould Be Useless To Die



Twould be useless to die
As to wake in darkness
Eclipsing, with a doubt
The Sun of Righteousness.

Yet as with birds, updrawn
With homing instinct strong
Gained, whose arms' resting-place
Heavenly perched upon.

Sunday, November 17, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: dying
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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