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Timeless are the
images weeping,
And aimlessly drifting through,
My heart and mind as I breathe deeply,
Wondering what will I do.
All the beauty of our love's turning,
Into such an emptiness,
Gathering up all our hopes and dreams,
Into winds of timelessness.
Sorrow looms wherever I look now,
Seeking to birth much more woe,
As the misery and wretchedness,
Of misfortune weeps hello.
I look and I seek more of my love,
Precious fulfilling is he,
Even his smile brings sweet happiness,
Invariably just for me.
Timeless and ageless our love could be,
Not blowing away in winds,
But seemingly breezing through our souls,
Calling on God for amends.
Will life with all its hardships ever,
Once sing a beautiful song,
A love song beautifying to grace,
Timeless love that we belong.
The good and the lovely will flower,
Its bloom of all love's splendor,
Always sweet like a kiss or caress,
So priceless and I adore.
Yes this beauty of love will soon flow,
A little longer for us,
As I and my love pray to our Lord,
For timeless love in Jesus.
Timeless are the images weeping,
Especially designed too,
For my heart and my mind as I breathe,
Now knowing what I will do.
©Sondra McPherson
09 July 2007
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