Puritano

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In Uncategorized on April 3, 2019 at 6:03 am

I have been a river

surging bankless

to the dreaming sea.

I have been a meadow

blooming reverence

on a summer afternoon.

I have been a mountain

beckoning upwards

through blue centuries of sky.

I have been a forest

breathing silence

among cathedrals of the air.

And I have been a star

warbling in the blackness

a sad and ancient melody.

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