Today is the dawning of eternal grace,
The folly of yesterday is but a gentle breeze,
That simply brushes past the face,
And the thought of Tomorrow’s oblivion puts us at ease.
As abandoned children we wander this immortal garden,
Occasionally finding the wisdom flower,
Rarely do we lift our heads to wonder at the glorious blue,
And remember that our purpose here is to be grateful.
Thankful for a moment in the light of day,
A chance to feel, to sing and pray,
To breathe the air with joy and awe,
Pleased to sail this boat into the future shore.
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Author:
David Wakeling (
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Comments3
Beautiful verse and near rhyme in a somewhat classical form that carries the reader through this world to the beyond. It floats effortlessly as a cloud through the sky. It leaves behind an etherial feel.
Thank you so much for your kind critique.
Love the heading, a beeline for the future shore! 👍🏻🙏🏻🕊
Yes that's where the honey is. Thanks for reading and commenting
Excellent write David
Thank you
You're welcome
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