Which I am now forced to see
Emerging from behind illusions,
I have so long carried with me.
Through triumph and disaster,
I've sought long and hard
To fight truth, face it not
To do meant lowering a guard
That like a protective wall
Sweet illusion, enveloping me
Caused me to obstinately refuse
To face my immortality
Armed with that misconception,
I went on, sure and unafraid
Why should I ever spare a thought
When my life would never fade?
Countless years stretched before me
Like endless waves of the sea,
Laboring under a misapprehension
So long I could not see.
At last forced to face the truth
Alone and at deaths feet
With tide ebbing, death knell calling,
My Creator I am to meet.
turn the tide, go back in time!
I plead with God, to no avail,
The voice replies my precious child
The ship has set sail!
~ Judy Doyle ~
[ by: Judy Doyle, Copyright © 2008 -- submitted by: Judy Doyle ]
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