Categories > Original > Poetry > A Name Not Spoken
I know A secret of The earth's
burning within Me, it starts
like a spring, all burble and cheer
Trickling down to small
Streams or large lakes
the amount may very
but its there all the same
if you only Look
you shall See
burning within Me, it starts
like a spring, all burble and cheer
Trickling down to small
Streams or large lakes
the amount may very
but its there all the same
if you only Look
you shall See
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