Burning Sage
Burning Sage
I’m burning sage in our domain
to disinfect a lost refrain
a love that faltered in our past
a love I thought would alway last
my prideful mien to conquer thee
My lustful ways were not to be
for pride will go before the fall
reflecting I will wear a shawl
to comfort me as was your love
the burning essence will prevail
I praise you as the God above
a love of peace, a mourning dove
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December 2, 2019
Copyright © Ralph Sergi | Year Posted 2019
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