Life is what we know

 

When soft winds blow and air strokes our bare skin.
When days are long like melodies of youth,
when light wakes up the soul from out her sin
Then shall we know when this sweet life is truth?

When flowers droop and leaves are dried and brown;
When water’s short and all the ground’s forlorn
Then do not meet disaster with a frown,
For out of heartfelt sorrow new life’s born.

When winter’s here and all is quiet and still
And nothing seems to move or grow or speak
Then we shall learn the limits of our will,
When through the soil the first green shoots will break.

For seasons change and actors come and go.
Yet through such changes, life is what we know

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About Katherine

I like poetry and history.I love literature and music.
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