Wednesday, September 19, 2012

Years



Years
By
Lisa A.Williams

 World riddled
with  uncertainty
and endless
letting go
just as we begin
to taste and savor.
Roots-
steadfast spreading
through the dark soil
of our beginnings,
breathing in
life, then
watching as it vaporizes
into a faraway heaven which
sighs at the slightness
of our being.
Centuries of timeless songs
unearthed by
the aching which
fills the silence
                                                                  of a newborn dawn.

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