Free Verse Poetry

At the base of her feet

Psalms rung out reverently
And kissed every blade of grass
Oaths were uttered mournfully
Sacred promises lifted to her breast
While she listened, bemused
Wondering why her silent eyes
Evoked such ardent paroxysms
From such wayward hearts

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