the waning disk of moon
has hurried on so soon
I stifle back a yawn
to greet the break of dawn
I wonder why it's so
for no one seems to know
why light of day or night
must ever fade from sight
no one will answer me
to God I've made my plea
I know that life must end
and then we can ascend
but I just see the signs
and pen a few more lines
the light will come again
and doom will not descend
it does not trouble me
I know my destiny
but I still must ask why
must love and life yet die
before we are set free
beyond infinity
I guess I'll never know
until the final show
then God may answer me
till then I'll let it be
Wonderful plea to God you have made here. Definitely God answers in silence of mind everything. Interesting sharing this is...10
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Profound. Death is a difficult subject but you pull it off so well. Words come so easy to you.10
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