Wednesday, May 19, 2010

Future Tense

Where did the trees go? No shade do I have.
Be patient, my son, though the trees are no more, their seed is sown.
Where did the birds go? No songs do I hear.
Be patient, my son, though the birds have flown, they will return some day.
Where did the water go? My lips are dry.
Be patient, my son, though the river has dried, rain shall come.
Where did the fire go? It is dark and I cannot see.
Be patient, my son, though your torch has burned out, its embers glow.
Where do I go? I seemed to have lost my way.
Be patient, my son. Be patient.

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