Wild Violet, Found Not By Chance Poem by james watkin

Wild Violet, Found Not By Chance

These, the accepting responses
This, the affirmative nod
To one who feels, fearing greater
Merits not the love of God.

Through that, in its shady cloister
Wild violet's, weak smelt, stemmed.
Heartburst's, not cloud's, sympathetic
Formed from out. Saintly emblemed!

Thursday, September 22, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: messages,god
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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