The Silent Sword
'What lies behind us and what lies before us are of tiny matters compared to what lies within us.'
-Ralph Waldo Emerson
'There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you.'
'Poetry is when emotion has found thought, and thought has found words.'
-Robert Frost more »
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Ten years I’ve lived in this house of mine,
Annually watching the cold decline,
Observing spring’s pervading green,
And meeting again a bird benign.
It sings so soft a song serene,
On a branch high up unseen.
I listen closely in my yard,
Until it lands ten feet between.
Although I’m just a peaceful bard,
It stares at me with keen eyes hard.
It hops and pecks across the grass,
Mending that which had been marred.
As season shifts its actions amass
A truth transparent, clear as glass.
All things will come and pass,
All things will ...