-- The Ebb Tide --
John Herlihy
We are as unsure about the past,
As we are unsure about the future.
The future has yet to happen,
The past will no longer happen.
What is it that truly happened,
Will we ever really come to know.
We know certain things did happen,
Memory retains them in a faint glow.
What is it that may happen,
Will we feel joy when we come to know?
We know certain things bound to happen,
Some things will even have a faint glow.
Life marked by waves that are tidal,
A realm of opposites with ebb and flow.
Fullness with feelings of emptiness idle,
Wonder and peace in the fragility of snow.
Like snowflakes, we are each a soul unique,
We descend from heaven as gentle flakes.
Deep within, we experience an aura mystique,
A promise and a trust that only God creates.
Let time ebb and flow as we know it must,
The world turns in orbit as we make our way.
The future and the past linked together in trust,
What is given in the flow, the ebb tide takes away.
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Copyright ©John Herlihy
Sunday 15 November 2020
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