The Lord, And His Selfless Ideal Poem by james watkin
The Lord, And His Selfless Ideal
I cannot reach this people.
Love, who came on a donkey
Is too simple to believe.
It is too homely
To hail with palm leaf beyond
What should be its fortress-line
In temple wall; nay, deeper;
Hope's moat; of heart-design.
I cant rouse them. No, not with
A sweet nook for to revive
That makes do for a Heaven
Of an incentive.
Thursday, April 18, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: religious
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