Recovery

Geoff ChapmanFound, Linked, Poetry0 Comments

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Here I am–why this senseless fear? The night is over, the day will soon arise. You hear. The shepherds’ horns already sound, And stars grow pale over the rosy glow. The path is straight. We are at the edge. Down in the village the little bell chimes. Roosters on the fences greet the light And the earth steams, fertile and … Read More