The Morning Has Not Yet Come - Poem by Shalom Freedman
The morning has not yet come-
The darkness is still here-
And yet there is peace and quiet
And a space for thought -
The middle of the night too has its place-
So too the surrounding darkness
In a well- lit room-
Time and Memory also have their place-
All has its place in its time
And all does not when its time comes-
We live and we die
And we do not know why.
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