Christopher Steven Coan Poet I do not know?

Take Me Home

Take me home through wooded roads
Silence, Oh my soul
Lead me surely dying moon
Mirrored in whole
Sing of silence in the peace
Softly spoken verse
Bathed in the gentle glow of life
Heart quenched of thirst
Set apart from a troubled world
Silence of the night
In your hand resides my hope
Held to the light

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Carol Sunshine Brown June 4, 2010 at 9:39 AM This is a great way to start my morning reading poetry. I am glad your poetry was among the poetry I have the pleasure to read today. Wishing you a weekend full of love and inspiration Chris. Love, Carol

Amy Green June 3, 2010 at 10:35 PM Very beautiful write. Enjoyed this a lot.