Ah, The Springtime Souls Poem by Jonzo Bandwagoner

Ah, The Springtime Souls



In the deepest catechism,
The truest sincerity
Of my soul,

I desire not my actions,
The quiet games so
Childish, grown old.

Secretly: I see this poem
Held free in your mind;
Dreams of peaceful times.

Hold! Fast
Flies the future, the water's path.
Out of our souls, soon

Spring will grow.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Landrey 15 March 2007

such power and hope in those last three words, very very moving. I liked the way it tied everything from the poem up. -landrey

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