There was a man who walked a path,
and beheld toil in aftermaths
of earthquake and hurricane, flames
which skirted borders of reason;
In every season was wanting
to know why there were all these things
which gave meaning to the suffering
.
There was a man who took great pains
to discover answers which, plain
as the mind could then comprehend
would ease the worlds laboring;
In every footfall was lament
to understand how God could end
the sweetest and finest of moments
.
Taking a pen in hand, there was man
as he surmounted peaks of legend,
seeking wisdom on feet of clay
which were destined to temper to stone;
He abandoned home to understand
why mothers suffered to lose children
in wars which were ever present
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Reviews of "Standing Still In Wiser Footsteps: I; The man "
Reviewed by ya mama (Reader)
Reviewed on January 6, 2004
wonderful poem. deep message. so well written
Reviewed by Vesna Perkovic (Reader)
Reviewed on January 5, 2004
..and has this man discovered that which he seeks?
..well written Tyler...as always..:)
Have a wondrous 2004!
Reviewed by Floria Kelderhouse (Reader)
Reviewed on January 4, 2004
Tyler....
"seeking wisdom on feet of clay
which were destined to temper to stone; "
Your lines are fantastic...great message...intense writing...floria
"He abandoned home to understand
why mothers suffered to lose children
in wars which were ever present"
This is the hardest thing to understand. And fortunately, or otherwise, experience is the only teacher. We have to go out into the world and see it for ourselves. This piece is, in my humble opinion, extremely well penned.
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..well written Tyler...as always..:)
Have a wondrous 2004!
"seeking wisdom on feet of clay
which were destined to temper to stone; "
Your lines are fantastic...great message...intense writing...floria
Keep on keeping on - talk the walk!
esp. liked "flames which skirted borders of reason"
Helga
~Chrissie
why mothers suffered to lose children
in wars which were ever present"
This is the hardest thing to understand. And fortunately, or otherwise, experience is the only teacher. We have to go out into the world and see it for ourselves. This piece is, in my humble opinion, extremely well penned.
Carmen