I have seen the Sun rise over the Pacific Ocean,
I have seen the Moon sailing over the eucalyptus trees,
I once saw a grandfather kiss his little granddaughter on the forehead.
The light reflected in a quiet lake and I saw children laughing.
I saw the sick healed and the blind see.
I have heard the voices of angels in the night sky,
I have heard music that came from a violin,
I once heard a good father say he loved his son,
The sound echoed in the valley and I heard children singing.
I heard the up-lifting choir voices coming from the church.
I believe that much of this life doesn’t matter.
I believe that cold hard logic is a bird with wooden wings.
I once believed that there were answers.
My beliefs float down-stream like autumn leaves,
I believe that gentleness survives longer than honesty.
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David Wakeling (
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In most cases more than answers and logic; gentleness and listening companionability goes the distance, let compassion reign!
Indeed as it is written so shall it be. Compassion shall reign down.
The last four lines in this poem were my favorite. This poem weeps with tragic sorrow of disillusion. Very powerful
Yes in the end all we have is gentleness.Thanks for commenting
Gentleness in our lives is so wonderful and healing David, fine words.
Andy
I have to agree with you my friend. Thanks for commenting
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