Midifo Yearns Poems
|82.||Fire Of Freedom||7/25/2009|
|88.||We Block The Way||8/18/2009|
|90.||Stars Of Night||7/17/2009|
|92.||Abraham And Isaac Sonnet||9/1/2009|
|93.||Life Is Gift||8/18/2009|
|95.||Claim The Sky||8/18/2009|
With age the questions come and go
and life begins its doubts to sow
for somehow now truth stands alone
and can no more be carved in stone;
for truth is fragile, life a passing gift
and all our certainties begin to shift
and so our hearts are bruised by doubt
our minds obscured and mute our shout
but there is beauty in that truth
and though the storm be rough, and
strong the winds, the sails are tough
and the hand that calms the storm
remains at the helm, and love guides
our lives to safe solace and peaceful amen.
Gone The Days Of Life
Life’s days that seemed abundant, are numbered less than half
and everywhere, in every place, clock ticks the hours away.
Time passed is fixed in waiting; too costly the delay;
barren doubts produce no fruit; beast that will not calf
heart that longs and lingers expects but only wrath.
What have we done with time? Where has gone the day?
Will the light forever vanish or will the sunshine stay?
The hour glass is tilting now and dirt stained is the bath
assailed by doubts, unsure, we pa