A Fallen Saint
The song once sung with sanguine summer sounds
Still echoes in the canyons of the past
Through time and space in memory resounds
Repeating in percipience it pounds
And lingers on unheeded to the last
The song once sung with sanguine summer sounds
Temptation closes in as it surrounds
Forgotten grace once easily amassed
Through time and space in memory resounds
Slowly every shelter finds the ground
The time of its temerity long past
The song once sung with sanguine summer sounds
Assured of its destruction as it pounds
The die of its undoing once was cast
Through time and space in memory resounds
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poem by Carlton Lloyd Smith
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