THE WINDS OF STRIFE *

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JOURNAL #39

you are
Harvard in my head
an education I' may never know
just as
beauty is a marriage
to the joy that it is wed
man is but the mere furniture
lying about in his head
as he is made to wade through
all life's adversities and sorrow
compunction tells the soul
to venture on ahead
even when experience
falls short to meet a prior
spiritual need
for this life is not life
without some offering of many lessons
we do what we must
to be better deserving of
the rewards we gain
from pitting ourselves against
'The Winds Of Strife'.............
(Jan22, 2011 1140pm)

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

written for the man who has captured my enchantment and made it his own.

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