revasseries, autumnal

Thou art such a wonder
that thou can claim
all by thy name,

and I continue
to gather dews on palms,
mist on eyelids,
fleecy clouds on heart,
and kites soaring in mind,

and they all tell me
thou art here, deified.


Popular posts from this blog

Like sleepy , a lullaby...

The Palm Tree*

What a sunshine, what a sky,