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poem for pastors

i have come into the desert because my soul is athirst
i gazed upon the glorious sky
still thirteen years
under dusky laurel leaf
the stars fell from heaven
when you come tonight
from song and dream for ever gone
in all things not spoken of
among the smoke and fog of a december afternoon
often is it not so?
glass-blower of time

 



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