A Sacred Place

A Sacred Place

A Poem by Zorrin86

Past the forsaken meadows, 
Across from the libelous grotto, 
There in the clearing awaits
Your greatest heart's desire, 
entangled in whispering reeds and furrowed oak. 
The maiden laughing on the morning grass
flouts all that would woe her, 
And sooner would she suffer the touch of those
That would strangle, 
But preferring above all to cast herself headlong
Into the rushing torrents 
Of jagged things mixed with wildflowers that cozen
The bees in their mad flight

© 2017 Zorrin86


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Added on July 31, 2017
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Zorrin86
Zorrin86

Louisville, KY



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A Poem by Zorrin86