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Many Are the Mysteries

Many Are The Mysteries

I've loved and lost at life before
I've lived and lost at love.
So many are the mysteries
below so far above.

Many things we long for
still are worth the wait.
Hating things we love sometimes
and loving what we hate.

Dreams we sometime choose to dream
like promises we keep.
Praying should the dream come true
it's not while still we sleep.

Running fast to get things done
unseen mountains we must climb.
Only to find that when we're done
we long ago ran out of time.

Still we struggle day by day
through darkness of the night.
Stealing time sometimes we pray
tomorrow, we get it right.

Lifting faces to the sky
we find it feels like rain.
As teardrops gently touch our skin
from some forgotten pain.

Then we find we made it through
what we can take no longer.
Better for the pain we knew
for it has made us stronger.

Edwin C Hofert
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Konos Avatar
April 24, 2015 at 7:36 AM
OMG and I didn't think you could get any better! Well I've been wrong a time or two...damn Edwin....jeez...what a shocker
Hofert Avatar
April 24, 2015 at 8:07 AM
Well thank you. Thank you veery much. Lip curl :) Hugs to you Judy.
Allison Avatar
April 21, 2015 at 1:59 PM
Many a wise word here Edwin - life takes us on a rollercoaster of a journey with many unexpected twists and turns and highs and lows - it is knowing how to deal with them that shapes the person we become - and dreams give us hope for the future so hold on to them:-) Hugs Jan xx
Hofert Avatar
April 21, 2015 at 3:43 PM
Amen!! XOXO
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