there are passages we traipse through
where lessons are learned
even in impossible darkness
interrupted by a lucid glimmer of hope.
a page is turned in a book of life
with trials passing by lying on my back
on green leas with you
and cloudless days with endless azure.
looking through a glass darkly
here i know change leads to clarity and
in clarity is the face of God where
I shall see myself as He has always seen me.
How romantic are words of Life
akin with warm spring sun
on my skin.
O love how you bind when
compassion holds sway
and harmonic measures with
melody flawless in times precious
Our hands are clasped in this.
The sound of a stream pouring
busily overs smooth rocks
emitting cool mist and a lullaby
of gentle sounds from which within
many voices can be deciphered
declaring all of cherished
voices and remembered songs.
I miss times of old
I hope to replay some of them
in reflective memory
and to dream of things to come.
tears of joy are the elixir
from tepid days in apathy
forgotten now in passages
to a new life now and forever.
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