Evensong


Theology Today, Vol. 60, No. 3, October 2003, 408.

[Reprinted with permission]

 

The fog spreads its wings

over the cove at the edge

of the meadow, hovering there,

the distant din of feathered

evensong fades into the dusk

only to rise like incense in praise.

 

 

 


 

Martha Ann Robbins Th.D.

Pittsburgh Theological Seminary

616 N. Highland Avenue

Pittsburgh, PA 15206

412-441-3304 x 2125

mrobbins@pts.edu

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