Night fastens self about you
like the dove
fastens its inequity to move
that peace' acquire, tranquility's approve!
And of my thought, consensus seems to brood
antiquating like some meaning's drove
were superceding all of life's remove
that love conditioned sequence so extrude!
This open door of faith, lost times construe
is hoping, but our sorrow God approve
and focus our tomorrow's interlude
on righteous equity, without intrude!
Copyright © Paula Larson | Year Posted 2007
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