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She Is Well Versed, Abundant And Blessed
She is Well Versed, Abundant and Blessed
by Sara Teasdale
She speaks in tones the stars would keep,
Soft syllables of hidden seas,
Her laughter wakes the buds from sleep,
And scatters warmth through autumn trees.
The world is richer for her gaze,
Where light bends close to kiss her face.
Each step she takes is spun with praise,
And lilies bloom to scent the air.
Her hands hold rain, her eyes the skies,
Her heart a deep, untroubled well,
She gathers dreams the dawn supplies,
And guards the truths she will not hide.
Through all she gives, she knows her worth—
In love’s wide garden, she has rest;
She walks the shining fields of earth,
Well versed, abundant, wholly blessed.
Copyright ©
James Mclain
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