From Those First Awakenings Poem by james watkin

From Those First Awakenings



From those first awakenings
A babe's for delight
Marked I, Earth, in your pleasure
A priviledged sight.

Worthy, bough-filled sung over.
Full-bloomed to enring.
As your own, beauteous raised
This divine foundling!

Tuesday, June 29, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: life,earth
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james watkin

james watkin

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