Trust The Evening Star Poem by Barry Middleton
Trust The Evening Star
these are the simple things
that I may trust
the morning star
becomes the evening star
the rising moon
must fall and set at dawn
the blazing sun of noon
subsides at dusk
and breath and love
are but a moments grace
the planet winds its way
around the sun
and life must finally end
for everyone
As people who are getting older, we should be glad that our exit will clear the way for those to come. In our small way, we are benefitting from planetary cycles, and I hope we are somehow participants. I like your overarching use of the word TRUST: we trust the morning/evening star as a marker of time; we also trust that breath and life are but a moment's grace, and they are all the more precious for that. Your choice of words is good: I think this is something worth trusting in.
Thanks. I think I am saying that what I rust is very fundamental. Only a few things are certain and yes, they are all the more precious because they are rare and limited.
Reading your poems is always a treat for the readers. This poem also reveals some of the most common realities of nature as well as our life. All good things must come to an end without any exception. Thank you, Barry.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/14/2024 1:40:39 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A thought-provoking musing on life and death. Yes, everything comes to an end. Full of insight n wisdom.10
I seem to be stuck in that theme lately. Thanks for the praise.