Supplicant at His Feet
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In the shade of the celestial covert,
quite inviting, resonating a flow through the earth comfort.
The vibrating strings deliver nature’s music
surge, a sink, and rise medieval lyric
fluidity of soft floating harp sound.
Softest of feathers, lightly wound,
outpouring motion of hovering rare coloured
birds' flawless, untamed wings.
To arouse the beast that lies
in supplicant at his feet does not stray, sung asleep with lullabies.
A spirit of fraternity,
forged by time, love and care of creation for eternity.
Copyright © Eve Roper | Year Posted 2017
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