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

Janet~

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