Before the Harvest
Before The Harvest
Why is it that we suffer,
Our loneliness alone?
When the happy dance together,
Arms about each other thrown?
Why is it that we cry in solace,
Our tears on barren ground fall?
When laughter brings crowds from miles around,
Like in response to some mating call.
Why is it that our tears confine us,
Compelling sweet retreat?
When happiness propels us forward,
To dance, sing, and tap our feet!
Perhaps it’s that we need our tears...
Our time to be alone,
To gather in the seeds of hope,
Till, once again there’re sown.
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