Oh Walker's Will and Lander's Way
Oh walker’s will and lander’s way…
Did not we grow in love’s dismay?
while wandering by the garden path
that led us to “the grapes of Wrath”
but also by the Lake of Tow ....and woe
still... on we wandered … did farther go
to where the wake of Willing’s way
slammed us like the tides…to our final days
against the side of Trivial’s Pass
no easy going, unto the last
So Now! Away my love!... turn now away!
The sky is dark... tis end of day
no more to walk hand and hand
no circle to be broken
no promise in sands
of time...ticking time ...that has now stopped
the boom has struck... love's hammer dropped
Let us land …in this peaceful place
in this subjective joy… in an objective space
we journeyed long unto the bend
of bow and break...relent and lend
but even we must greet our circle's end
Copyright © Ingrid Showalter Swift | Year Posted 2013
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