THOREAU WRITTING/ DeMONT PAINTING (JULY 4, 2020)

I Was Made Erect and Lone

BY HENRY DAVID THOREAU

I was made erect and lone,

And within me is the bone;

Still my vision will be clear,

Still my life will not be drear,

To the center all is near.

Where I sit there is my throne.

If age choose to sit apart,

If age choose, give me the start,

Take the sap and leave the heart.


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