Time Past

There is a force whirling in my soul

Is it hope, fear or dreams of old?

Seems to me it is my choice to define

This feeling dwelling inside

I chose hope, for hope is true

God gave it to me,

To fulfill all He created me to be

For I am bound to Him and not my own,

Force whirling in my soul.

Written by Lady Violetheart April 23, 2003

Revised July 21, 2006

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drangel's picture

What a nice poem...Really praiseworthy. Thanks for sharing!!!

Dr S T Wali
Pediatrician/Pediatric HIV Specialist
New Delhi-110001