Mark Norton Poet I do not know?

Within

Within 

Play’s on the music sweet of day   
That sounds each morning fair, 
And holds the sign of passing time   
More silent then our life’s intent,
But the passion of a quiet voice
Is like a thought that lays within

Sometimes our truth is held inside 
Like words we disregard,
And mellow seemed the temple bells 
Ringing on through our life’s intent,
Yet sympathy is lost in unknown lines 
Or in the solitude that lays within

Sometimes our words come from deep inside
Like images from ages past,
When more simple are the simple thoughts
Blown away by our life’s intent,  
But that quiet music softly plays 
Out of the silence that lay’s within

                                   By m.n. 
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Carol Sunshine Brown January 18, 2011 at 4:58 AM Good morning and thank you for sharing your poetry Mark. It was a pleasure to read your poetry today and I hope you will continue to write. The best to you in your writing endeavors whatever they may be in 2011. Love, Carol

Poet Destroyer A January 17, 2011 at 4:30 PM lovel the last stanza, enjoyed your write Mark,..p.d.