dust
My dear
You look so small
Beneath it all
The curving arc of life
The world
And all we know.
Troubled, taken in pain,
Your heart’s refrain
Is to battle hard
Against it.
But just let go.
For all we know
Life and love and everything!
That’s our eternal span.
Enjoy it while you can.
For dust is all and dust is - us
My master.
The heavens are made from it!
Chris Dawson
Wed 10th Nov 2010 08:31
Some interesting ideas in this Ann, but it feels, to me, very much like a first draft.
Cx