Touching the Immortal


I will a way to go about,

I sing a song, dance and shout;

I wander onward without doubt,

            Knowing that Life is precious.


I sit a moment to ponder a rhyme;

I think for a second and take my time;

I come up with these words not so sublime,

            But worthy of jotting down.


This is my attempt to touch the immortal,

As if pen and paper could find that portal;

Nonetheless I express my own soul,

            And come up with these words:


Life is sacred,

Life is good,

Life embraces all our hopes;

Life is synonymous with “God”.


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