To my quick ear the Leaves-conferred Published January 23, 2018 by suprusr 0 To my quick ear the Leaves-conferred- The Bushes-they were Bells- I could not find a Privacy From Nature’s sentinels- In Cave if I presumed to hide The Walls-begun to tell- Creation seemed a mighty Crack- To make me visible- Related posts: I am ashamed-I hide Departed to the judgment, The Chariot He parts Himself-like Leaves suprusr Published in Poems
