Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, SANCTUARY, by JEANNE SHOWERS KNOOP


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SANCTUARY, by                
First Line: Let me take once more the trail that leads through forest pines and fen
Last Line: From the worries of the world!
Subject(s): Sanctuaries


Let me take once more the trail that leads
through forest pines and fen,
Haunt of beaver, home of deer:
Coming not to prey, O brothers,
But to flood with nature's peacefulness
this weary soul of mine.

There is something in the pine trees
that can cleanse me and renew me.
Standing in serenity,
Invoking quiet for the marshland,
Like an overture of music
they wash grief and cares away.

Give me then, one hour of growing
in the stillness of the northland,
Rhyme my heart with peace and calm,
Help me build a sanctuary,
Memory's secret place of refuge
from the worries of the world!





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