Earth Voices

Poem By Taylor Marriott

'I hew the raw, rough granite
To loneliness of line,
And when my work is finished,
Behold, it is divine!

'I am the master -builder
In whom the ages trust
I lift the lost perfection
To blossom from the dust

Then earth to them made answer,
As with a slow refrain
Born of the blended voices
Of wind and sun and rain:

'This is the law of being
That links the threefold chain:
The life we give to beauty
Returns to us again.'

Comments about Earth Voices

Very very nice. it holds a very nice meter and rhyme scheme. thanks a lot for the read -Paz


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