One day I will be no more,
My essence will be there.
My body will decay but
Thoughts would be everywhere.
My feelings are such that they
Touch a chord in all hearts.
It is with a feeling that
Often a poem starts.
My poems may outlast me,
They may perish with time.
I hope they fill tender hearts
With emotions sublime.
When He calls me unto Him,
Demands what I did do.
I would say I brought out tears
That in the hearts did brew.
Having brought out tears I did
Help those hearts be tranquil.
Pain must be brought out before
The hearts, with joy, do fill.
* Written in abcb, 7-6-7-6 format.
* Initially posted as entry 484656 in FAITH, NATURE & INSPIRATIONAL, "FAITH, NATURE & INSPIRATIONAL" . Posted as the present item on 21 May 2011.
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