Say No More

At the end of time when earth's story is written

Our lives will read as the passing seasons

 Spring comes to is as young green buds

Bloom to fragrant blossoms

So we meet in youth to learn and love together 

Though thin and lean at first

We find our strength from sun and rain to plant

our roots in mother earth

Summer hastens by as fair weather lifts our hearts

And too quickly we have born our fruit

They to wait heir idle season

While we lose our coat to fight the cold

(But for the warmth of harvest time)

Through wind, hail, sleet and snow

The scars of time and storm have left their marks

Our branches bent, our bark charred

Yet beauty shines from every limb

You ask, "What point is there?

Why not make this circle cease?"

 And I.. If you have lived, loved, and given all

Say no more, go die in peace."

                    Howard Voyles

Howard Voyles ©