Saturday, October 31, 2015

"Perfection"


The fingertips reach out to touch all that the soul perceives
And, with the touch, the heart's reborn, in waiting, it receives
All answers to the questions asked, the many lifetimes spent
To find the answers, beat the drum, repay the gift that's lent
A wonder to the universe that cannot be replaced
Along the windings on the way, each life is surely traced
Some tales are told, some songs are sung of longing and remorse
But, with each step along the way, the story takes its course
Arrival in uncertain terms, the day will come at last
Retracing and replacing all the sorrows from the past

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