The thimble of lifeOur Lord passes us a thimble
He says eat drink and be merry.
He now passes us a needle
And says sow me a patchwork-
Quilt, as big as the worldâ€¦
Let all nations gather under one
Blanket appease; themselves.
With just a basket of gentian flowers
Lying at the foot of that mountain,
Above the clouds - and here
Transcend your thoughts,
Into a teardrop and let those
Salty pure teardrops pool
Into an oceanâ€”in which
A desert brings forth life.
And like a snow flake!
Melting on your brow,
Iâ€™ll take on the sorrows of the world
And hand you back to your old-life
Less all its transgressionsâ€¦
Less all its misgivingâ€™sâ€¦
Iâ€™ll hand you back the thimble of life.
Poetry by M Heathcote
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Written on 2012-12-07 at 02:10
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