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Submitted:Jul 12, 2008    Reads: 211    Comments: 21    Likes: 16   


BETH

transition plucks away my eyes,

willing not to shed disguise.

beyond the blue, beyond the green,

further than I've ever been,

naught is there that I can see,

time, oh time, please carry me.

~

have I not the time to cry?

I ask the Lord: 'why, oh why?'

or have the tears been shed in vain?

upon the cheeks to leave their stain?

~

where, in all the wonderment,

have all the cherished words been sent?

!

beyond the blue, beyond the green,

further than I've ever been,

naught is there that I can see,

time oh time please comfort me.

~

sounding to the depths within,

deep inside where it is dim,

I cry the whispers from my chest,

transition sheds its ugly dress.

*

up into the time without

quiet now no need to shout,

bare with Him a sudden chill,

inner keys should play at will.

*

melt into the eye within,

shanti, shanti, shanti, Amen





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