The Horizons of Renewal
We have waited for a new beginning
Day, night--an endless reel, replayed
Planets have circled the same suns too long
The suns expire; others form. Willfully eternal
Forces are at work.
Nothing subsides. There are only renewals
Breath becomes flesh
Nothing vanishes. Sighs rise forever
Unheard.
Contributors: | N, Francine, F, baoloa. |
Poem finished: | 11th August 2003. |