NaPoWriMo Day 23: Poem Based In Sound

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mourner

May majesty be revealed — speedily, imminently, to which we say Amen.

We wait and wait and it seems like nothing happens,

But the seeds are bursting under the weight of soil,

There is a season to wait and a season to toil,

The loop of eternity weaves it’s strings through us

And we dance like puppets,

Regaling moments of silence and pleasure,

Hoping we find the perfect balance of work and treasure,

Knowing we only have moments, we say Amen,

Bow our heads and every day, speedily, imminently, try again.

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