Healing-Hurts

It is as on the sand I write for you a poem But the sea comes in again to steal it Like a child I stand and wonder why this is That hope lives only to be washed away

Friday, December 01, 2006

Like the tears you own at the end



Title:
Sea Serpents IV (detail)Artist: Gustav Klimt











Memories are for me as a finished work gone.
I have just the future ahead of me and there to take.
The passion in the drama of a story ...
That no words can summarize

Like the tears you own at the end.

No worldly security to warrant me hanging on to the past.
The passion in the drama of a story
That no words can summarize

Like the tears you own at the end

Angel of the Precious Grace to Inspiration
Please find no concern if my words appear for you from time to time.
The passion in the drama of a story.
That no words can summarize.

Like the tears you own at the end

For it is in you that I find the poetic license to celebrate.
From words the realization that I have been given to share.
The passion in the drama of a story.
That no words can summarize.

Like the tears you own at the end.

1 Comments:

  • At Friday, 01 December, 2006, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Oh what wonderful words and I am soglad you keep posting Mr.A

    thankyou


    Shirley & George

     

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