"Take life easy!" he said.
"But," I thought, "there is more to life
Than just an easy stride—
Goodness understood
Opens our mental umbrella
And lets prayer
Subdue the dragons
Of dark, morbid thoughts,
So we may see the light
Shine on a searching mind."
Ancient olive trees by a deserted path
Where we embrace a rock
For want of shelter—
Men groan from out of the city,
The wounded cry...
How are we to know the path thereof?
The steps to take?
Near evening I hear in the distance
The sound of bells.
Emh 2017
"Take life easy!" he said.
"But," I thought, "there is more to life
Than just an easy stride—
Goodness understood
Opens our mental umbrella
And lets prayer
Subdue the dragons
Of dark, morbid thoughts,
So we may see the light
Shine on a searching mind."
Ancient olive trees by a deserted path
Where we embrace a rock
For want of shelter—
Men groan from out of the city,
The wounded cry...
How are we to know the path thereof?
The steps to take?
Life must be more than marking time,
For the country sleeps,
And the dead, who can be certain
Whether they are free?
Near evening I hear in the distance
The sound of bells.
Rev. 2020
🔔
"But," I thought, "there is more to life
Than just an easy stride—
Goodness understood
Opens our mental umbrella
And lets prayer
Subdue the dragons
Of dark, morbid thoughts,
So we may see the light
Shine on a searching mind."
Ancient olive trees by a deserted path
Where we embrace a rock
For want of shelter—
Men groan from out of the city,
The wounded cry...
How are we to know the path thereof?
The steps to take?
Near evening I hear in the distance
The sound of bells.
Emh 2017
"Take life easy!" he said.
"But," I thought, "there is more to life
Than just an easy stride—
Goodness understood
Opens our mental umbrella
And lets prayer
Subdue the dragons
Of dark, morbid thoughts,
So we may see the light
Shine on a searching mind."
Ancient olive trees by a deserted path
Where we embrace a rock
For want of shelter—
Men groan from out of the city,
The wounded cry...
How are we to know the path thereof?
The steps to take?
Life must be more than marking time,
For the country sleeps,
And the dead, who can be certain
Whether they are free?
Near evening I hear in the distance
The sound of bells.
Rev. 2020
🔔