A Life Unbroken

The only religious thing I'll ever write..

Have you ever known of a love, so blind

as to turn back the hands of precious time?

In a story told by a wrinkled old hag

when nightlights fade and legends drag

I did, I saw him standing

surely, not missing his prancing

gracing Glory’s bounteous head

for to move the stone of the untamed dead

He was there in the dim twilight

dancing, as if nothing had happened this night

We all raised a candle to the face of the Lord

and exclaimed in harmonious silence…

‘Fraud!’

I don’t really think he heard them

and particularly, might not have cared

He loved each one precisely the same

and all their lives, did spare

Have you ever known of a love so blind

as to turn back the hands of precious time?

She feels him, still, this quiet day

and because she believes

kneels down and prays

Oh Lord, forgive me this dark summer drear

I pray in hopes of drawing you near

I did not mean what I said on that night

he took me away

he gave me a fright

I have believed in you always

and n’er did it end

and till death comes upon me

your love, I’ll defend

Then she said, Amen

Author's Note

All of my poetry comes from the heart.

Reviews

[afra]

good one ...keep writing

[Kimberly "Melody" Carne..]

I liked this, it is one of the kink of poems I will have to come back again and read one more time to see if I find a littlemore twisted truth.