Best Wherein Poems
Wherein is it written
That we are any less
Than God says we are?
Are we not His blessed?
And wherein is it written
That all is dark and lost?
Do we not remember
That Christ paid the highest cost?
And wherein is it written
That our lives are second rate?
Do we not remember
The One we imitate?
And wherein is it written
That we leave this life in vain?
Do we not remember
We conquer here in Jesus Name?
Douglas L. Ace
(2.) Dylan Thomas | Poetry Foundation
(3.) Dylan Thomas - Dylan Thomas Biography - Poem Hunter
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My Tribute Poem:
That Life Extends Its Seeds Beyond Our Mortal Coils,
Wherein Truth And Light Sets A Saving Path, First Poem
That death, dark and dread of night, mortal souls oft vex
In anger, Fate its massive powers too oft flex
Yet there within meadows, beauty its powers grows
As in heart of winter's spirit blows whitest snows
Man can but deny the light and thus misbehave
Walk the horrendous maze- so seeking what he craves
All is not dark and dreary, some light must break through
We of mere flesh and bones - we too have our just dues!
That life extends its seeds beyond our mortal coils
To bring bountiful fruits from world's abundant soils
All cannot be perfect, there must be some dark blight
Man lives within evil's savage and wicked sights
Beneath skies blue or else frothing with angry storms
All is daily life with its oft mysteries norms
This truth, we are destined to one day depart
Despite our wishes, those pleadings from crying hearts!
That love a magnificent gift, oft healing balm
We ever seek a life that is peaceful and calm
A true soulmate, one to cherish with bated breath
A faithful companion - to love until our death
Such is a part of man, a part of destiny
Fact of life, tho' we ever seek eternity
Heaven smiles unto we of mere mortal desires
And in divine light bathe us in its holy fires!
Robert J. Lindley, 12-23-2020
Rhyme, ( Set Sail, The Sea Is Calm And The Sky Softest Blue )
Note: This blog, this poem both are inspired by a dream
I had a few nights ago. Has taken three days to get this
completed-seems it needs more. Truth is that I have no
more in me as of now. Thus accepting my lack of ability
I must make do as is now created. And abandon the second
poem that I had hoped to be able to compose to honor
Dylan Thomas. If Fate destines that second tribute poem
comes to me later- rest assured I will ink it and present it.
God bless and Merry Christmas to all..