Eternity
In every winter
spring is but
a hope a recollection.
When in joy of seasons all
it is the promise kept
Being so much more
than these little times
we have and spend
within will or not
The eternal breath
gives greater light
to vessels we
often call souls
unquenchable
by darkness
Ever more so
than any cord
string or chain
holding many beads
and gems together
each
are
commonly
held
and
bound
imperishable
timeless
even
within
time
light
through
heaviest
darkness
in
all
ways
well
met
all
joined
sans
end
Joy
all
coming
going
being
seeking
finding
all
Joy
in
that
which
defines
Us
© April 2010 origionalmerlin
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