Fate's Seal Never Yields

Fate's Seal Never Yields A storm so dark and so very blue fate delivers it's first misery clue Earth and sky rapidly melt into an urn soon, so very soon , comes my turn Rain that spins so out of control pelts down upon newly born souls Awakening thoughts buried deep within of the mortality of we lesser men Short lives spent in duties often delayed with dreams imagined but never quite made Regret of the coming last dawn lingering around like a lonely fish that is dark water bound Ashes heaped upon a very wearisome head Sleeping soundly in a very badly made bed Robert J. Lindley 11/23/1977