Ottava rima

A first try at a different kind of verse…

Receding into the fading shadow
A wandering hermit made his stay
Between the moon and endless hallow
Stone scarred hillsides mark the way
Where roaming fox and temperate sparrow
Watch the night merge into day
Into the darkness a familiar air
The pilgrim’s renewal, a traveller’s prayer.

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