Anectahi's Chant
Here is an excerpt from a poem entitled Anectahi's Chant published in Woodland Poems.
Anectahi's Chant
The hearts of men rest
Far from where they sleep
And dream profusely
In the night; absence
Is the only joy
That moves their spirits
Closer to the form
Each impression hides.
Obscure be the ways
In which their visions
Turn truth in the mind
To rename its fate,
And by this, conceive
Of present worth, false
Entangled judgements
Not to be escaped.
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