Steve Eng Poet Verse

The Answer

The ruins loom and leer
At travelers through here;
And still we push ahead
When all our hopes are dead.

Does anybody know
Whatever makes us go
Through all the doom and dust,
And why we think we must?

The answer’s in the rain,
The answer’s in the pain
Of every footsore mile;
We’ll learn it in a while.

The answer’s everywhere,
The answer’s in the air
And in the grass and sod--
Our journey reveals God.

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Donna Golden November 3, 2009 at 7:58 PM Steve, your work is simply amazing to me. You overflow with talent. So prolific is your work, that one might expect the quality to suffer. To the contrary; the volume is exceeded by the quality. I'm just very impressed. Hugs, Donna

Pamela Griffiths November 2, 2009 at 2:43 PM Very nice poem. Pam.