Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Beyond Measure

The messages from beyond

are lost in a distant past.

It’s present and i am fond

of a dim future at last.

Time is the way we measure

the length of eternity.

We can’t measure our treasure

and leave out fraternity.

Brotherly love is the thing

which is always happening.

As we watch the years go by

we know we are gonna die.

Future and past are both now.

It is a present somehow.



Walt Abbott–2-23-2011


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