A religious revival,
Like a write
Waits there at the top of a tree,
Getting the feel of the mist
Of the evening,
Like waits the devout
For blessing,
Like waits the television
For a soap set in the state of wonder,
Like waits the train
To be whistled off,
Like waits a picture
In a painter's mind,
Like waits a song
For a throat to be sung...
A religious evening
Like a write
Waits there
On the top of a tree
Getting the feel of the mist
Of the evening.
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