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A Burial of Youth

The old, too tired to dig the graves
Required by their sons they couldn’t save.
Left behind instead of leaving,
There is a sorrow first conceiving
Anger, and then the bitter taste
Of youths absence, such a waste.
We’re left to linger, this should not be!
This day was meant for younger eyes than me!
In this evening there are no words.
In this moment the past and future confer,
And those who remain will be loved a little more,
We’ll hold them closer than we ever did before.

This was written in dedication to my friend who recently lost her youngest son. I’ve seen too many children buried by their parents in my time and it’s always a tragedy and never easier to deal with.


An Average Day

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The eye opens to the first light of day.
The sky fills with clouds,
And rain falls.
An old man imparts his wisdom,
And a young man learns.
A bear wakes from her slumber.
A mountain bows to the wind.
Earth moves farther ’round the Sun.

The eye opens to the first light of day.
An old man fills with clouds,
And rain falls.
The Sky imparts its’ wisdom.
A Mountain learns.
A bear rises from her slumber,
And a young man bows to the wind.
Earth moves farther ’round the Sun.

An eye closes to the first light of day.
A young man fills with clouds,
And wind blows.
A mountain imparts its’ wisdom,
And a bear learns.
An old man begins his ever-slumber,
And the rain bows to the sky.
Earth moves farther ’round the Sun.

Onto Seeing Dawn

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Calling for the moon expecting light,
Waiting for a sign before the shadows have fallen.
There comes no brightness only night,
To this small world that’s walled in.
Between its branches, the towering trees afford,
A narrow view of glowing clouds,
That seemingly cast an air of discord
On those who linger beneath the foliage; the blackened shroud.
I will continue on. I feel such cold.
Another day within this arboreal labyrinth lost.
I know the way, I’m no longer young, now old.
Many times before and many times the cost,
I could have escaped long ago, and should have.
The minutes here appear so shallow.
And though the path was mine, it was fates’ to craft.
What I’ve learned has made my time here far from hollow.
Having pushed onward through twilight and holding onto seeing dawn,
I regret not the dusk through which I’ve come so far along.

However, Pressing Towards It

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Thankful for what again?
Searching, searching, nothing to gain.
Though for the waiting, nothing’s changed,
And your heart is still the same.
Dry and hard and black and cold.
Age not blameless, but not to blame.
“It’s too late.” we should not say.
Within the darkness there is a tame
Light, a hope that takes away
All the fear inside that blames
You instead of it.
This task; mustn’t remit.
To cast off this fear
Will take more than one night.
However, pressing towards it,
Is how you start off right.

A Twilight Never Dark

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As the day is done,
The sunlight doth embrace,
Oh, my beautiful one,
The fairest of this race.
Within your smile bright,
A twilight never dark.
Never a lonely night,
From you I’ll not depart.
Clouds now mark the way,
For the changing of tomorrow,
Such wind and clouds a dark day?
No matter. With you I’ll not sorrow.
Though on the surface grow old
And outwardly you’ll change.
Your beautiful heart never grows cold.
With you I’ll forever remain.

Aftermath

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The sweet lies he tells himself
Before descent into that hell.
“It’s not so bad, it wont hurt.”
Though doesn’t believe it when his turn,
Arrives and he must face the flames.
He must sacrifice all without promise of fame.
And for a time he endured,
And for a time he succeeded.
His goal of victory, took some time to achive it.
Now at the end with his hair of white,
He sits and questions, “Was I in Gods delight?”
Though he knew the answer when he crossed the border.
No soldier can say “I was just following orders.”,
When called on to answer for actions immoral.
There he sat and he mused, there he sat and he thought,
“I’ll make right all my wrongs whatever the cost.
Then on the day when I stand to be judged,
I won’t be afraid, I’ll be proud of what I’ve done.”