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Altars to the Gods

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I once saw

an altar built

to honor a God.

Which God I

do not know.

 

The day was overcast

and threatened rain.

The years and the

elements had wrecked

havoc on this altar.

 

A mouse scurried across

this crumbling stone.

A bird of

prey swooped down

and carried away

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