5619
Age All Told
18 August 2006

Only time can tell
but does time speak
An empty shadow
that love in happiness to seek

For without him or her
was there time to live or die
A time to be born, a time to shed a tear
this time of outrage and mistaken entity to cry

What happened to the moment
or was that moment but a dream
A nightmare of forgiving
those words: “Why, why?” to scream

A deaf soul, an empty heart
or was a vessel just a journey to hold
Blood and bones, canvas as skin
death and dieing, that age of age all told


“For Sarah conceived, and bare Abraham a son in his old age,
at the set time of which God had spoken to him.”
Genesis 21: 2 KJV


© 2006 Christopher W Herbert (a New Zealand Poet)

a poet who cares