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A poem reflecting life and joy. |
| Thoughtlessly I stare out the window Listening to the hail and birds The sweet magnolia tree Is their refuge in the storm The afternoon brings a cold wind And suddenly the desolate, lifeless gray of winter comes creeping closer The joys of life and life itself are in a moment recognized as fleeting My thoughts begin to shift so slightly and at the same time all at once, to all the things bound by time Almost an objective moment which can only truly be thine In the space that is eternal You see that we are bound by time For it is what you’ve created And you are holy and Divine All the mysteries and reasons why May never be discovered until you return Yet I love to search you out forever for I am yours and you are mine |