Beneath Thy TideA Poem by Gary McDonaldGentle doth this mid-wind feel Where eyes hath left their perch In search of land upon which I kneel In bless’d shade of thee, grand birch. May this eternal light now hide From all that steals mild sight Perhaps to home beneath thy tide In hope be free of darken’d blight. Savage souls doth seek to spoil Thy Lord’s command of heart be driven Upon which they plann’d, I doth foil To serve to thee the love now given. Content with
all that nature blends With grace
of thee this heart now mends. © 2010 Gary McDonaldAuthor's Note
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Added on March 28, 2010Last Updated on March 28, 2010 AuthorGary McDonaldCrawley, West-Sussex, United KingdomAboutDo not love for the love of another, nor seek the sights already sought, live for the lives of the many, and your days will in time be taught. Gary I'll be swinging in from time to time, but.. more..Writing
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