WALKING PSALM
Bury not thy beauty in
The earth or worldly things –
Walk in loveliness and smiles
Until your spirit sings –
Walk along the ridges of
Your probabilities –
Walk until you reach the bench
Of restful certainties.
(13 December 2010, Pleasant Grove, Utah)
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Holy Mackerole this is a deep poem. I like it. Very true. I want to put this in my save box, for future reference. Holy Oaky, you've done it again.
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