Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Temporal....


Temporal, passing, fading, gone
This life, yet something still lives on
Unbound, it stands beyond all time
Its reason found through life's rhyme
A storm cannot wash it away
Nor tears you fear will ever stay
Its call is heard beyond, above
It is that thing known as love
Always, eternal, endless, forever
Love that nothing of this life can sever
Begins in the heart, at home in the soul
The haphazard pieces at last become whole
Temporal, passing, fading, gone
Most things of this life, but love lives on

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