No Anchor For Rancour
Gently flows fond thoughts that be
Above the stones of malice
From heart to hand tis given free
As peace within beauty’s earthly chalice
Impeccable in its wildness and jubilee
Searching skies of tendered blue
Each cloud untouched does softy gleam
Mountains, rocks and rills ring true
Nature’s gift so flawlessly streams
Offering reverent peace as an anchor that renews
August 2, 2023
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Copyright © Lonna Blodgett | Year Posted 2023
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