peace begins

van-gogh-winterI lose a tear for future times
hoarfrost blankets in icy rimes
thoughts pervade optimistic stance
growing cold my countenance.

should I choose life temporally drawn
such choice becomes paths soon walked upon
and faint becomes the eternal draw
as time erodes in restless gnaw

then darkened senses wisp away
sooner seen on newfound day
and glory comes on deeper love
as peace begins with descending dove

(c) 2017 rick j stassi

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