Eric Cockrell


At What Point.... - Poem by Eric Cockrell

the seasons of births and deaths go on....
waves come in to the shore,
yet then go out!
leaves fall from the tree,
while new buds wait...
stars explode into dust,
then new stars are born.
infinity changes shoes again and again,
yet the same feet walk the endless path.
are not bodies then just cups,
into which light is poured again and again?
and souls are just chapters
of an unending book....
what do we really know?
at what point do we shout hallelujah?

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  • Silver Star - 3,913 Points Dave Walker (9/27/2012 6:26:00 AM)

    A fantastic poem, everything just starts over again, including us, we just don't remember any of it. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, September 26, 2012



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