Me and my Five Oldest Childrenphoto by Anita Debney - England 1983
Today I want to share with you a poem I wrote entitled, "Lit by Life."
LIT BY LIFE
A child is born…a child dies
A soul is rescued…another cries
A song is sung in brightest tones
A melody lost in weep alone
A heart that soars on love’s sweet wings
A broken heart that cannot sing
The light, the dark…the ebb and flow
Brings the softness of a glow
Faintest glimmer held in hope
Shines e’er brighter in the grope
Combining in the end all light
The darkest black and lightest white
And gleaming, golden, through the fire
We mold our souls and all desire
To stand pure white in heaven’s gaze
From all our wandering through the maze
And in the mirror of our life
Recorded all our joys and strifes
Will through the mend then all turn bright
Through clear, transcendent, perfect sight… by Karen Nelson
A child is born…a child dies
A soul is rescued…another cries
A song is sung in brightest tones
A melody lost in weep alone
A heart that soars on love’s sweet wings
A broken heart that cannot sing
The light, the dark…the ebb and flow
Brings the softness of a glow
Faintest glimmer held in hope
Shines e’er brighter in the grope
Combining in the end all light
The darkest black and lightest white
And gleaming, golden, through the fire
We mold our souls and all desire
To stand pure white in heaven’s gaze
From all our wandering through the maze
And in the mirror of our life
Recorded all our joys and strifes
Will through the mend then all turn bright
Through clear, transcendent, perfect sight… by Karen Nelson
2 comments:
What a beautiful poem! Thanks Karen for the inspiration! Sending Hugs!
L-O-V-E
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