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The Poem I Should Like To Write

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The poem I should like to write was written long ago,

In vast primeval valleys and on mountains clad in snow;

It was written where no foot of man or beast had ever trod,

And where the first wild flower turned its smiling face to God;

Where mighty winds swept far and wide o'er dark and sullen seas,

And where the first earth-mother sat, a child upon her knees.

The poem I should like to write is written in the stars,

Where Venus holds her glowing torch behind her gleaming bars;

Where old Arcturus swings his lamp across the fields of space,

And all his brilliant retinue is wheeling into place;

Where unknown suns must rise and set, as ages onward fare

The poem I should like to write is surely written there.

No human hand can write it, for with a pen divine,

The Master Poet wrote it each burning word and line.


~Margaret A. Windes~

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