Written, 8th February 2001. Photograph taken by, Theresa Jodray.
Then they rouse forth from the sod and reached for the sun
Knowing their time on the earth now was done
Singing praises they did as they reached heavens gate
Thankful they made it here before it was too late
Souls on a journey in circular time as though
Stuck on a Ferris wheel with no spare time
Optimism among them died from the start
As the roulette wheel called life tossed them about
Thankful and tired they laid down and died
Ready to journey back to heaven’s side
Seeming like forever till woke by the brilliant glow
Pulling them back to the place they knew as their heavenly home
Then they rouse forth from the sod and reached for the sun
Knowing their time on the earth now was done
Singing praises they did as they reached heavens gate
Thankful they made it here before it was too late
The captivating music of birds and the enchanting beauty of roses have, each in their own right, inspired people around the world for as long as anyone can remember. How the two combine with the challenges faced by a struggling writer in Georgia to c
Love, JC xoxoxo
Maria
Great stuff, and to read you again...
spooky picture, but excellent......
Stuck on a Ferris wheel with no spare time..."
Wonderful lines...bravo. A fine poem, and as always your photography is special.