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Julia Clark-Lowes

The still marched,
Marching still,
Marching still in polished arms
With unclouded cause,
Caught
And marching still for stillness,
For kindness,
From kindness
And kept
In ceaseless
Divinity.

- this poem was written to be accompanied by the photography.

By Julia Clark-Lowes
© 2003 Julia Clark-Lowes & Nefisa.co.uk, All rights reserved.