Mario Vitale Poet Free verse

Hands Ii

I looked at my hands
 They whispered old
 No, I cried
 My flesh is firm

 My eyes are bright
 The years controlled
 They whispered old
 I looked at a tree

 Its shimmering leaves above
 A robin singing
 A song of love
 Tell me, tree,

 Between you and me
 How do you
 Your life renew
 I looked at the sky

 Its azure
 Endlessness
 Tell me, sky,
 Your secret of
 Timelessness

 I looked at the sun,
 The moon and a star
 That winked at me boldly
 from afar

 Tell me, please, let your
 wisdom descend
 Is there a beginning
 Without an end ?

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James Edward Lee Sr. June 18, 2017 at 7:47 AM You talk basically of life, the human body and the breaking down of it as time its self reaches out continues, pauses,maybe even stops. Strong message of human reality--- poetically yours ---James Edward Lee Sr ---