tagNon-Erotic Poetryquiet abide special things

quiet abide special things


special things grow not, displayed, on tree or stalk or vine
but are hidden, away, for safe keeping
in places mysterious deep,
dark to find

long journeyed ways unraveled, silence, harvested bowed and tined
in shadow fear stands guard fore buttressed gates
granting passage Only to those with eyes that See,
and in Patience quiet abide

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