No Tragedy - Poem by Bill Bob
We have but a second in eternity,
To make a human life divine,
We are but only for a moment truly free,
Till we return to our confine.
It is no tragedy that smiles have to fade,
It is no tragedy that laughter becomes silence,
It is no tragedy that our seams become frayed,
It is no tragedy that we return to our essence.
We have but a single beat in the heart of time,
To make a mortal life godly,
We are but a single verse in an infinte rhyme,
Till our final word is lost to history.
It is not tragedy that light relents to the dark,
It is no tragedy that the age catches up to us all,
It is no tragedy that the Time leaves its mark,
It is no tragedy that the final curtain has to fall.
We have but an eternity in each passing second,
To make a worldly difference,
We are free long enough to comprehend,
This world need be the only transience.
It is a wonder to laugh with smiling friends,
It is a wonder to hear silence in the twilight hours,
It is wonder to contemplate how it all ends,
It is a wonder to behold the beauty in blooming flowers.
We have but a lifetime in the beating of our hearts,
To make the most of every dawning day,
We are the creators of our own works of art,
To be interred in history, never to fade away.
It is a wonder to behold the morning sun,
It is a wonder that we can grow old with each other,
It is a wonder that Time allows such fun,
It is a wonder that we return to our natural mother.
So when it is all said and done,
And the light is finally fading,
I hope we've all had our fun,
And we don't feel as if we need saving.
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