A small collection of original poetry
BREATHE
Like the dog chasing his tail
We pack in frenzied expectation Finally underway we breathe Breath is the true beginning
RETURN
You have been gone. these several days
Today is your return
Your trip replete with deeds of grace
Compassion for one spurned
I too love you, unmeasured heart
So wholly full of love
That God decided from the start
To share you like a dove.
Allen 08-29-14
Morning Silence
Her slight silouette, Absorbs the early dark Awaiting the brr of little wings Awaking the sleeping world
She sits silently expecting regeneration Fascinated by the particularity Of the created world Awaiting a seasonal retirn of delight
Allen 2021
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