A Seasoned Song
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an ecclesiastical exercise
meaningless
life's like that
just chasing the wind
emptiness..plus..
nothing
what
could make the difference
when
everything
has
its
season
&each
has eternity
in the heart
time
waits not
providence
with joy&sorrow
&
contentment
is elusive
without perspective
lonely&isolated
bereft
of wisdom
seeking a bridge
over troubled waters
alone
we stand in awe
in the emotion
of the moment
living a dream
soaring
on eagle's wings
imagination
unleashed
receptive to whispered
words
nostalgia
rose-tinted
espies
the elusive memory
of yesterdays
where
stumbling blocks
evaporate
into the ethereal
of enigmas
revealed
with
mysteries
made manifest
&riddles
resolved
an invitation
to enter
tomorrow
remains alone
without guarantee
hand in hand
the future faced
tomorrow trusted
anticipated
with joy
with love&
promise
certain&
sure
seize the day
the tongue of the
wise
brings healing
DATED 10/7/2019
Copyright © Brian Strand | Year Posted 2019
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