Though sands be black and bitter black the sea, Night lie before me and behind me night, And God within far Heaven refuse to light The consolation of the dawn for me,-- Between the shadowy burns of Heaven and Hell, It is enough love leaves my soul to dwell With memory.

Author: Madison Julius Cawein





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Ode to the Lairds of Argyle


For My Mom Who I Love So Much




A Little Boys Prayer


Above the Grounds of A Broken Heart