Gift
True nature brings the force of God
before apparel ~ springs.
No livelihood suggest its own
more than the suiting's ring.
And as I loved thee, sought unknown,
the moments seemed to sing,
when asking for the will of God,
I found thy love's upswing!
No counter cross, my mind's emboss
is fetish with re-string,
while thee in natural bounties clause
stay gift ~ stay everything!
Copyright © Paula Larson | Year Posted 2006
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