"Whoso seeketh out a thing with zeal shall find it."
Poem #1
The Winter Maples Praise by J.
Unworthy flood of emotions
brought sweet saps release
from pores closed off by winters
cold and frosty embrace
now the faintest tints of green
cling to the wood around me
my Lord, my Thanks, my Praise
beauty is surely born from Thee
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