Where Is That Place? Poem by Liilia Talts Morrison

Where does the rambling seashore end
why are some paths too straight to bend

where do cloud pillows learn to blend
why must fair wheat with weeds contend
why do dark reapers life upend

how can one quickly make amends
or dare a helping hand to lend

who will his faith with strength defend
or choose a broken vow mend

who can a humble lot transcend
and willingly harsh thoughts suspend

where is the land where all are friends
where neither man nor beast contend

is it where rambling seashores end
where paths run straight and never bend?