Transient Life Poem by Buxton Shippy

Transient Life



Since natural life is transient
I cling to your immutable words:
The living organisms
Powered to heal or kill,
Finding their targets
In hearts and minds,
Over lands and seas.

In the theater of my mind
Your transfigured frame
And outstretched arms
I see
Beckoning me come,
When my work on earth
Is over.
Here I come Lord.

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Minnie Gehrig 12 January 2012

wow beautiful poem :)

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Buxton Shippy

Buxton Shippy

Montego Bay, Jamaica
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