The Return
By fromagreenhill
Sun, 26 Jun 2011
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Fill the woods
with music
and let it lift me,
up the great trunks,
past the boughs,
through the leaves
and into the blue sky above,
so I can see clearly all that
is good and true and ancient,
so I can see what you wanted
and how to return.
25-6-11
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I love this poem! You have
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I love this poem! You have one little typo on the first line - should be "the"
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A little gem;-) Tina
Permalink Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
A little gem;-)
Tina
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I agree with Tina - `gem' is
I agree with Tina - `gem' is the word I would use too.
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