Renunciation and all-wanting
Happiness ‘midst tasks too daunting.
Shallow depths and lows uplifted
Contradictions are truths to the gifted.
Echoes reflecting in the snows
Listen, then listen harder to the crows.
A forest speaks to the waiting ear
As paths unwind bringing you near.
Easy and true a friend when in need
Pliant and gracious an ear that gives heed.
Stillness breaths the open wind
Sleeping hearts now stir again.
"The spirit of 1776 is not dead. It has only been slumbering. ...But their (the American peoples) virtuous feelings have been played on by some fact with more fiction; they have been the dupes of artful maneuvers, and made for a moment to be willing instruments in forging chains for themselves. But times and truth dissipated the delusion, and opened their eyes." --Thomas Jefferson to Thomas Lomax, 1799. ME 10:123
1 comment:
hi, I don't want to nit-pick because poetry comes in all forms but reading this through with the current punctuation is a chore... NOT a bore! Nice blog site you've set up too ;)
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