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poem for pastors

to clothe the fiery thought
lo! 'tis a gala night
there were three in the meadow by the brook
in halls of sleep you wandered by
i have come into the desert because my soul is athirst
look back with longing eyes and know that i will follow
in an old chamber softly lit
there are three ways in which men take
when night drifts along the streets of the city
the sky
why do you always stand there shivering

 



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