Who've A Sense Of God Poem by james watkin

Who've A Sense Of God



A life, void of meaning
Which but echoes
That, for himself, back o'er Time's vale
The lonest cries.

Circled as reminders
A hawk's non-woes.
Except as far companions, in
His unloved heart
No self pity has, God's who art
Filled out their skies.

Saturday, April 1, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: feeling,god,bird
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