If Ruth,a king like guest in we well move,
In fact do guide we,this green wide globe,
This comrade godly he,and tell him prove
A stranger he,who captures bleak and doom
His arms do comfort depress and regrets
If truth is true,and mercy heart each bloom
Dear soul,you golden leaf from heaven’s art,
And pour you bliss to whom who seek full sense
Yet gloom is man,how heavy his mind cart.
How Fair your Shelter, which exclude sorrow,
You sore in pain,and supplies endless spring,
Inspirit’s my world with joyous,tender shadow
Compassion you for life,you melt in each dream-
Of trouble and save us my father do.

Nithin Purple

End of the poem

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The Bat’s Own Poetry Cave 

Talking Writing Monster.

Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US

Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe

Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).

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