A NEW CREATION
Profoundly now in silence
We walk these last few miles,
No longer with the joy of youth
No longer with life's smiles.
Each step becomes a Labor,
Each movement now benign
As we leave this Earth's existence
And enter into eternal time.
We'll leave this shell behind us
For no longer, it, we'll need
And stand in sweet emergence
No body to impede.
In essence we are the lightening
The beauty before the storm
We'll lift, we'll fly, We'll emanate
We'll exist without true form.
Each one will be a Legion
Each Legion then a Nation,
Into Forever we will repeat
For we are a new Creation.......
Author: Carolyn Ford Witt
12-2-06
By Ms. Caroline
© 2006 Ms. Caroline (All rights reserved)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A rewarding meditation about our aging years. Your endin is superb.