The Gilded Mirror
The Gilded Mirror
I hold my dreams inside my past
Where moonlight glows on rivers fast
And raging temples built in haste
Will dissipate, no longer chaste
O the anthems proud men froze
In gilded frames of priestly pose
Release my shackles! bound inside
My beating heart, where fears reside
At dawn the grassy pond will sing
In silent praise! My endless spring!
6/19/10
For Carolyn's contest
Copyright © James Marshall Goff | Year Posted 2010
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