Among cold streets and clouds of dust
Is way of glory, warm and light,
To find it you should mind trust
And go along with hope might.
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The hut a metaphor for a place of sanctuary or happiness. Perhaps different for each individual but where in warm shining light all are welcome and safe. Sounds a lot like home.
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WHAT A BEAUTIFUL ESOTERIC POEM! THE PHRASEOLOGY IS PAR EXCELLENT TOO...... EPITHET CREATION IS SUPERB....TO MENTION ONE OF AMONG MANY IS THIS.''...Where sun-rays pierce each flesh of tear, ''
You look inside yourself to think of the mystic flame. By this simple statement, you take the readers to the portals of the mystic poetry. Wonderful!
Wow! Whatever is the topic, the moment you pick the words while shine. Are eating radium or what ha ha ha racy narration which captured my breath. True fabulous poem and hats off to the poet!
I was reading this poem and i kept thinking about the hut in lady Chatterley lover