Open Poetry #17 |
Road Map Of Time |
Robert William Gruhn Member
since 2001-11-06
Posts 168California, USA |
Road map of time Beginning with creation Tracing The high ways of God's breath First stop Life without thought Then man The cross road to our futures Given the gift of his free ways So many collisions Along his early pot holed path Yet with new cemented trails His ride through time smooths Still, finding too much speed Can truly kill No matter how clearly directed His final destination Because, no matter how well He plans the route of his time He'll find that mortal life Is a dead end |
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Secret Whisper Member
since 2001-01-25
Posts 298Through the Looking Glass |
How sad, but how true. Lovely write. Quod me nutrit me destruit. |
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~lewisone~ Member
since 2001-11-23
Posts 91Virginia |
Very nicely written. How true it is.... Nothing goes on forever, but we don't always remember that, but you are so right, it all comes to a dead end.....Enjoyed, look forward to more from you. ~lewisone~ |
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