Ah, The Stories Poem by Liilia Talts Morrison

Ah, The Stories



Ah, the stories of the glories
challenges of mortal men
striving, driving, ever onward
even as the flame descends

Time will silence praising voices
tide will drown all golden crowns
one day there will come a season
silencing those tales of old

Then the words formed in the ether
will burn off all mortal chaff
then all ears will hear the story
living, loving, flowing forth

in the end there's just one story
when the torch of fame has died
in the end there's just one glory
rising from the ashen coals

Every precious word once uttered
spoken by the carpenter
will endure as our story
after life and death are spent.

Monday, March 24, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: faith
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