I heard the news today-
Tide dreaded swell
Ebb and flow of the same.
Still that dreaded word
You couldn’t say.
I listen but didn’t really hear-
But really felt the fear.
The questions were a terse
Response but answers
Forgotten almost at once.
What does it mean?
What is the pay?
Is this life to be lived
Day by day?
What of the spring
The sprigs of green?
What of the new life,
Is it but a dream?
What of tomorrow,
The Loving Day?
Are You about to snatch it away?
Fear and doubt, hope and rest
Consuming thoughts becoming
Life’s quest.
Spring 2011
