Before, Now, After
And I search the ocean for a subtle release
The seething abyss holds no past clues within,
Which only reflects the person I've been---
I realize it now-, I must live in the present to prevail;
To watch each flow of sun, love's grain, warm fire
Because there is true meaning, bliss, in what is here---
And so I drown old ghosts in the dust and brine,
Releasing what the future holds in God's loving hand.
22 Nov 16 Past, Present , Future Contest
Copyright © Norma Arana | Year Posted 2016
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