O virgin of God

O virgin of God
crested with divine purity
quiet she lay meekly
Hanging her gaze
On holy crispy

She stoop beside
running waters
listening as the wind
carry the thoughts
of men unending
beseech kind admittance
of their entries

gently she handle her hands
calm the breathe
under her hair
as it tarry along
the silk of her skirt

She a gentle maiden
Beauty as ever new
Heart as divine blue
Eyes as saintly dew

She pays attention
To every inscription
And in her untiring silence
She pay heed
To man’s woes

MO.

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About Michael Ogundele

A writer, ardent reader and lover of nature. fell in love with writing five years back and I've been engraved in her arms ever since. I share my little way of writing poetry and reflections based on Catholic faith and Spirituality on this space. I hope you enjoy reading as we ride the same chariot to the leafy greens. Do follow me and together, let us jump into the ocean of my ink.
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