Home & Heart

Severus Alexander

Who wanders, there?

Whose stories, untold

Float like clouds on an azure dream

Over fields of dusky gold

Who walks in low grass

Before the coming of the wind

Breathes of sorrows past

For, over field and over shore

Stalk of high grass, flower here

In ancient home of yesteryear

Who paces there at dawn?

On days fair, and through the dreary night

Where, Waving in the chill wind

Spared by the scythe of death

Waves a single blade of grass

Green against the gold

 ~

  • Author: Severus Alexander (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 13th, 2016 07:36
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 32
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  • mrsweewere

    A lovely and stirring poem

  • Severus Alexander

    Thank you. It's a work of the heart...



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