Days Without Number
You have forgotten me
Days without number
But I am not God
I will not speak to you
I will not remind you of my love
I will not call you back
I will not whisper to your heart...
In towering tree
In sky and sea
In budding rose
In grass that grows
In sky so blue
In sunset hue
In mountain tall
In leaves of fall
In rushing stream
In stars that gleam
In everything
In everything....
No, my voice will be still
I am not God
I cannot forgive
I cannot forget
For you have forgotten me
Days without number
And I?
In time
In time....
I will have forgotten you.
Eileen Manassian
Jeremiah 2: 32- Does a young woman
forget her jewelry, a bride her wedding
ornaments?
Yet my people have forgotten me,
days without number.
Copyright © Eileen Manassian | Year Posted 2014
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