We Come and Go…
M. K. Kendall
We come and go in tides of life
Love’s lessons flow from
Such striving scenes that seekest naught
but Life! whence love eternal ought
to spring-And so in dance with time
What’s mine to know is given thine
Own heart to grow midst Heaven’s spheres
Celestial notes to sway our fears-
And hearing not
May then we sing of Love’s
Own sorrowed suffering?
In joy I’ll find the point
pain pressed
Deep in the heart
of Sorrow’s breast
An arrow’s aim to know
In truth
Love liveth all-
And
ali forsooth…