Gratitude

LOVE
As You hath cared to set me free
In wings of Your transparent poesy,
Make me sing for You
My gratitude once more,
Once more let me sit
At Your pious Feet,

And make me find rhymes
There not iambic, not pentameter,
But something that is even beyond that,
Something that could turn me a flower
At your , Your feet forever lowered.

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