Waiting For God To Come Poem by buried alive
Waiting For God To Come
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Never shall I wander
beyond these broken meadow stones,
where the rain slips down
in mirrored sheets
upon the marble crypts below,
by the steeple fence! by the wooden gate!
by the bone white withered tomb!
from which I shall never wander,
waiting only
for God to come.
Sunday, March 27, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: god
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4/18/2024 9:29:02 AM # 1.0.0.1119
a poem of waiting and not moving on until the appearance of the holy one? ...........nicely penned.