Words

 

 

Words...


They come with the power of the ocean’s waves

Striking along the long beach front

As the sand’s regressions and egressions change

View and in a wider sense - they remain unchanged

 

They fill the skies in unfathomable numbers

Sparkling and twinkling a sense of time

The long past and by inversed position – the unknown future

Points that are at once inspiring grace and too, humbling truths

 

They describe nature’s palette renderings at each horizon

when light finds and ends the day

schemes of blue with swirls of reds, yellows and patched in stained clouds

while life and death meet at black

 

They celebrate the newborn at dawn’s new day

They gather at the pew’s line to honor death’s path

The words fill pages and books with human frailty using prose and poetry

To explain the impermanence - in a permanent way