Barry A. Lanier (Georgia)

In the celestial and terrestial,
We arise.
On a plane higher than life,
Powerless,
Yet irresistably gathered.

Sealed in shadowy moods,
Yet held to Providence.
Even as vanity might yield,
To wisdom.
In due time.

As the laurel lowers it's green,
So falls the dew.
Gently, insidiously around.
False wisdom fosters humility,
Solemn yet sound.

A confluence of life's experience,
Acceptance of pain,
Now yields,
To Providence.
And to a higher plane.