GLADEDHEAR! Now take the path here ― Come and be gladed!
Taken from worries, remembering glittered creekwater,
weâ€™re rushed to, binding herein, lovely daybreakâ€™s new!
Peacefilled with sweet harsh common fern taste
taking steady morning steps on dewloved path!
We wriggle the bolt off into brushwoodâ€™s hiding places,
finally twig off this drunken suffering carried us forth,
for Gladness, when facing life, wish to escape quickly!
lifting gently worn out glances to spring-set our fallow,
discerning forest still sighing, nourished clean of this light,
hastening the trip, fast cloth, wreath us in living grandeur!
at the end of the glade Truth searched; owned its answer
next to a dull green, soft and willing, a leaved fair craving
cut with richest imaginable berry-flowers cleanest needs!
We thread gladed forth, running welled up, and come here silently,
for soon the flowering is gone and the years have us kissed through!
Poetry by 1 SIGFRIDSSON
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Written on 2016-11-08 at 16:37
Tags Love  Truth  Gladness
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