This is a poem for those souls who at times feel lost in despair. Hope you find comfort in the words. Susan
All souls are restless
we are merely traveling through.
It matters not where we go
it matters what we do.
The words we write
those precious bittersweet memories
Fall in time and blow away
like leaves vacate the trees.
Yet here for a moment
caught in our thoughts sublime.
We chart our own futures
and we control this time.
Give freely from your heart
though the pain may be great.
Love it fights the battle
and it conquers all the hate.
Let not the cares of this world
wrinkle up your brow.
Sing the songs of eternity
and always live for now.