Believe
© 2012 (Jim Sularz)
When blossoms drop and withered fall,
one final drink from solace rain.
A chilling night, dark shadows steal,
lost seed that’s washed away.
Last tears subside, bright stars peek out,
a guiding light beyond timeless shores.
Tethered souls sail through faith-filled seas,
await Tide’s harbor doors.
Young restless larks preen at water’s edge,
launch wide-eyed and catapult free.
Neither stop to sow nor worry themselves,
instead, they just – believe.
Copyright © Jim Sularz | Year Posted 2016
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