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Sublime
Dec 15, 2005 11:15:55 GMT -5
Post by Ken Corbett on Dec 15, 2005 11:15:55 GMT -5
All that we see, all that we touch, all that we’ve come to love so much, must fail and fade before our eyes. The Old must pass, the New must rise.
Even Time itself must end. The walls of Space must crack and bend, turn unto themselves and fold. There is no young, there is no old.
Where can we invest our trust that what we are won’t die and rust? Some shred of us to stay behind and others of our life remind?
Though flesh and bone to dust must pass, there is one thing will ever last, transcend the bonds of Space and Time; Love and only Love sublime.
Ken
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Sublime
Dec 15, 2005 11:29:23 GMT -5
Post by PoetOfSerendipity on Dec 15, 2005 11:29:23 GMT -5
This gave me a morning smile... Thanks Ken
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Sublime
Dec 15, 2005 15:02:25 GMT -5
Post by Elle Rush on Dec 15, 2005 15:02:25 GMT -5
"the walls of space must crack and bend" ----- WOW! Magnificent, lasting, impactful poetry. WELL-DONE.
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Sublime
Dec 15, 2005 16:02:15 GMT -5
Post by david on Dec 15, 2005 16:02:15 GMT -5
Really nice, Ken! So warm and close to home, yet far-reaching and ethereal.
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