perspective ridge

follow me over the motley rock, 
where the cattle sing and the bluebirds low,
follow me out past the hidden loch,
where geese and the gosling loves to go

follow me out to perspective ridge,
where we aim to go, but have rarely been;
where we see that connection is everything,
and that some, once lost, won't come back again

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Beleaguered Servant

Owen Servant is an online poet working in a style that's been described as "compulsive". In real life, he is an actuary, because being a poet wasn't unpopular enough.

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