Thursday, April 14, 2011

And Then the Dawn~



While longing burns deep in our chest
While lives play out twixt east and west
Mankind looks to higher plains
Where one true Living Hope remains
While this small planet weeps and groans
Beneath the toil of sticks and stones
We shoulder sorrow's heavy load
For it is not a hopeless road
Someday our longing will be gone
As we awake in Heaven's dawn

Janet~

Another gorgeous sunrise this morning~

2 comments:

  1. beautiful poem of hope!

    love these lines

    'while this small planet weeps and groans
    Beneath the toil of sticks and stones
    we shoulder sorrow's heavy load
    For it is not a hopeless road'

    *sigh*

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