Patricia Ann Wright
Children Of Divinity
It shall rise up to us from the East,
much like the morning sun.
Showering down among us from the West,
much like the evening rain.
Then too, from seemingly every direction,
comes the unrelenting desire to be of,
for and with you.
We are being assured that we are in fact,
guests of life to be spent together,
to share and love,
and that our loneliness is but the love we have yet to give away.
We shall leave our memories to the past,
thinking of those days as those that never were,
and yet long ago, could have been.
But then, soon ...