One is Born One is Taken
Cry out joyously for a new life has come forth into this world. Yet with the coming of the sun, one is taken. What sorrow be this that comes with a new life; and yet know we not of the joy. Who amongst the family of man can know what comes with the sun. What manner of understanding; can share joy and sorrow with the first breath of this which be new life. And yet the sorrow ever painful stands as does the shadow in the mist. Unseen we know not of this pain, until we ourselves see, feel, and are touched by that which be the cold breath. Still we rejoice in this new life ever forward. Not knowing of the sadness; still the new life restless. In but a day be this possible; or be it just the babes reaction, without the touch of the mother. Oh new life feel you this pain without knowing, wish we that this be not so. We that have lived understand little of the mind of this life. When one is born and one is taken...
©2011 Words the Windows to the Soul
For Eric.....
