My Emotions

Inward fire ignites,

Explodes;

Blood courses though to a wound;

Heat boils in every vein;

Streams violently rushing to the sea.

And yet the man thought,

"How dry I am, will nothing come to me?"

Consider his plot,

His headstone made,

Though many years from now.

What will it say?

Epitaphs explain,

But what will his say?

Without action,

Faith dies,

As will he someday.



... action follows courage follows the heart follows Faith follows...