Gardens Poem by james watkin

Gardens



Next to a house of God
Whose presence is honoured
Through that sounding unity
Of song, souls do free

Fanes, raised in Flora's name
Ooze heavenly incense
For their uplift's hymn-like drone
Of bees, stand alone.

Saturday, September 3, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: garden
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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