Your Name Poem by John Lars Zwerenz
Your Name
The grass that wavers in the gales
Tossed by the whirls of those seaside glades
Carries minonette and thyme
As the sunlight dives and dies and pales.
And all the earth and her glory fades
Like timeless woes and ancient rhyme.
Yet a thing unseen forever sails
Over founts and mounts in a mystic clime.
The cross of God heals all with His wine.
As does your name: pristine, divine!
JOHN LARS ZWERENZ
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