Friday 23 September 2011

Of passing of the guard

Pain brings Hope
Hope brings Desire
Desire brings Change
Change brings Pain

Our destiny is circular
Our lives are so short
The hour glass runs
And we are no more

We look to the sky
We search all the heavens
We imagine the peace
That lies in forever

And when the guard has passed
The baton held aloft
We know for certain
That we were truly loved


2 comments:

  1. This is a beautiful poem . Thanks for sharing it.

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  2. In a nut shell, you have it ;)
    I knew you are special :)

    Keep going with your beautiful gentle heart.

    Love & hugs.

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