Monday, October 6, 2014

In Spite of Years

In spite of years leaves fall like tears
Unwrapping strapping, clapping trees
We suffer hurt, time's trampled dirt
Cannot avert its miseries

In spite of skin or next of kin 
We wear and share a common thread
Time's centuries cannot appease
The ageless pleas of heart and head

In spite of yesterdays our ways
Are much the same as way back when
We laugh and weep and toil and sleep
With naught to keep but echoed Then

In spite of modern day and night
The vast insight of centuries
Cannot outsmart the human heart
Or pause the art that unwraps trees


The heart holds a holy hunger 
that Time can never fill
But when Time falls away at last 
We'll wake to find...
God will

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