The Universe Has Rhythms Poem by Patti Masterman
The Universe Has Rhythms
The universe has rhythms
To rock itself to sleep;
Praying Jews at nightfall,
In front of stony walls;
A slow-circling hawk
By a fortress deep,
And a dozing child
Where a woman weeps.
The universe has secrets
It touch with guilty hands;
Buried unmarked grave,
Of one who was not saved;
A war to break at morning,
When death will have his day,
Words of peace on dying lips
They can never say.
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5/3/2024 10:27:43 PM # 1.0.0.1119
what Rhythms! ! ! ! ! ! ! God save but still too true.Patti why should u hit such heart aching complex sophisticated in such a simple language.thanks for supremacy.mixing simple language with great pains .u gave a second tension in two days