Peter Hall

(Sydney, Australia.)

Innocence lost: Jesus is better


That song transports me to another time
Of childhood 
Of innocence.

An innocence alive in the emotion
That has breath in the mind
But decomposed in reality.

The mouths of loved ones
Singing joy into my soul,
The stringed instruments
Burning a sound into my brain.

That sound! .

But to pursure that virgin state
Would itself produce the weighty grief
That one is trying to dampen.

But it is a weighty advantage
To pursue a superior life.

Innocence lost is grievous
But Jesus gained is better.

Submitted: Thursday, April 03, 2014
Edited: Friday, April 04, 2014

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Saw a song on You tube. Took me back to the lounge room of relations signing, instruments...that sound. Emotions go nuts...pursue the feeling again by playing more music, seeking out the photos, searching for that sound again! . Then I realize the hours of work. But I haven't lost all...I have something better...

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