Beyond The Typhoon Poem by Barry Middleton

Beyond The Typhoon



So much in life we can't control.
We toil for silver and for gold.
It wears us down and takes its toll,
but we survive to reach the goal.

We seek for beauty, we seek for love.
We search the sky. We push and shove.
Answers murmur from a dove.
They say he flies from up above.

At last there comes a better day,
and if we try we'll find a way.
It all turns crystal clear one day,
if we can just keep fear at bay.

The folks I know have all been blessed.
No evil comes. We did our best.
If you are weary or distressed,
just know that life's a simple test.

One day we all fly past the moon.
We will escape the doom and gloom.
And then with love we will commune,
beyond the rage of this typhoon.

Beyond The Typhoon
Saturday, January 30, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: control,friends,life,love,spiritual
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Margaret O Driscoll 30 January 2016

'at last there come a better day', yes indeed

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Barry Middleton 27 March 2016

Let us hope so. Sometimes I wonder.

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