Nature waits, bides her time
And blind men pan for gold
The oceans churn, ice caps melt
Has it all not been foretold
Hellish winds command the masts
Blind men at the stern
For all may come but few may go
Is never truly learned
Devils speak but angels weep
When the siren's voice is heard
And blind men answer willingly
Who have never heard the word
Be safe,
Karen
I say bravo to this poem..I have been so involved with getting the word out, thank you for these wise words of advice and sending a reality check to all who read it..
Peace, Love, and Light,
Amber "V"
Open your ears and see
Listen and you shall taste
The feelings, the Lord has in sight
and all the fragrances of heaven...inhale!
Such an inspiring write!
Loved it!
Love and Peace~
Kimmy~