No crevice too small, no place too far off for the weeping
The weeping of those never sleeping to be heard.
For unto sleep, much is found that one should not dare
Because of the snare.
Death takes it toll in unprecedented means, life is found by the unveiling of the believed.
So, why weep, why lend a tear?
To gladness in fear, disbelief or simply reprieve.
Weeping, mourning and joy,
two give happiness, the other hope
So, carry on weeping as I someone has always heard.
Signature:
G.S.V.K.P. 12142017
Mar 7, 2019
Mar 7, 2019 at 11:52 AM UTC
No crevice too small, no place too far off for the weeping
The weeping of those never sleeping to be heard.
For unto sleep, much is found that one should not dare
Because of the snare.
Death takes it toll in unprecedented means, life is found by the unveiling of the believed.
So, why weep, why lend a tear?
To gladness in fear, disbelief or simply reprieve.
Weeping, mourning and joy,
two give happiness, the other hope
So, carry on weeping as I someone has always heard.
Signature:
G.S.V.K.P. 12142017