06-30-2014, 06:26 AM
Eternal Destiny
The birds sing in soft summer merrily:
moments come and go, they don't know?
Now, the sun shines soft and sweetly,
though in a sudden flash that star may blow.
From whence we came and where we pass to end,
the pain and loss compound and overgrow,
twisting our flesh and souls to stoop and bend.
Blind men clutch at porous walls to know
once more those singing birds and sunshine sweet
will grace them with a moment of beauty's time.
And it's eternal destiny we'll keep,
with death upon the hill who keeps the line.
If I'm in pain and blind with misery,
I'll seek to know eternal destiny!
This poem was tacked, in error, by Loretta, to another's thread and has been moved here. Mod.
The birds sing in soft summer merrily:
moments come and go, they don't know?
Now, the sun shines soft and sweetly,
though in a sudden flash that star may blow.
From whence we came and where we pass to end,
the pain and loss compound and overgrow,
twisting our flesh and souls to stoop and bend.
Blind men clutch at porous walls to know
once more those singing birds and sunshine sweet
will grace them with a moment of beauty's time.
And it's eternal destiny we'll keep,
with death upon the hill who keeps the line.
If I'm in pain and blind with misery,
I'll seek to know eternal destiny!
This poem was tacked, in error, by Loretta, to another's thread and has been moved here. Mod.