Friday, February 01, 2013

Poetry wells
When the heart be too frail
And the soul is too weak
And the body is tried
And the spirit has died.

Words overflow
When the mind is a mess
The big joke's on the rest
And the end is too far
And the goal a dead star.

Temporary still
After the storm has rolled by
When the waves lower lie
The anchor's fast to the rope
Through despair there is hope. 


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