Romeo Della Valle
As The World Spins - Poem by Romeo Della Valle
Nothing is left behind dying,
Save the things one can do without...
The best of the world is made better
And it is possible to arrive somewhere...
If the truth is significant,
Why nobody wants to believe or care?
That is the defense, that is the pretense
Which curses every motion
And poisons my devotion,
I cannot take it or leave it...
So, I will be always guessing
Until at last I do no longer recognize
The lover behind the mask...
Winter sent a spring day
To warm a frozen heart
When all seemed desolate
In need of a new start,
A cry was heard in heaven
And the clouds began to part...
The mystery is never solved
Though never has it been resolved
With an adequate conclusion..
The story is sworn, I know who done it,
With each clue woven in my path,
A whispering note is attached...
This is the story of my life
That my destiny must defy
When facing the moment of truth...
Windows flew wide open
Welcoming the light air,
My mind was gently touched
Bringing forth a prayer
That I might see revealed,
The beauty of his care...
Bonds of love never severed
But realized forever in the parting
It, alone, travels with a weary passenger
Over the sound of air
And across the whispers...
That weary passenger is me
With only thirty days to live
And ready to go forever
To the land of no return...
Just between God and me,
I feel much like this day, everyday
Until my last day finally arrive,
Knowing a greater joy,
Although I cannot stay,
For I am a stranger on Earth,
Here, a season away...
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