Once Touched All Time Stands Still

Once Touched All Time Stands Still Death again, the glorious symphony mortal man has found his destiny Once touched all time stands still darkest hand exists only to kill Spring, the time of earth's seeds man rots helplessly in his needs A few souls live in blessed relief resting within their holy belief Summer, life races into high gear Sun shines, man has very little fear His life is like a smoothed stone Harshness seen only after he is gone Fall, seeds planted for fair or ill man still imposing his evil will The stone moans with its new cracks coldness coming with its attacks Winter, the season so damn unfair darkness coming fast from everywhere Death trumpets its arrival with cold man meets Fate, be he young or old Death again, the glorious symphony mortal man has found his destiny Once touched all time stands still darkest hand exists only to kill Robert J. Lindley, 04-25-2015 Note: The Hand of Fate and the dark Hand of Death both travel with man as deliverer of fruits from his bitter harvest.