Everfire

Saying But One Thing

By Gabriel HuizengaPublished 10 months ago • 1 min read

A friend of wisdom claimed, once

that come the end of one's long day,

We might, each person, merely have

but one or two real things to say;

With tremb'ling hands and eyes the same,

My heart heard deep wisdom's friend sing:

Each aching poem and tale of mine

is trying to say the same thing.

One day I'll too give final verse,

watch embers of a last fire die;

With ash, the theme will skyward go -

just the same as my first song's cry.

The setting sun teaches bold, clear

that endings may quietly hold

a searing beauty all their own

which only in passings unfold.

Take comfort in this knowledge, friend:

Though you yet clarity desire,

Each yearning sound and story, yours

Weave together, an everfire.

Twas for love of words that I first joined this site:

Poetry, especially, and dear short stories too;

For to live one's best is to read, and to write!

So find me in words here, and I'll find you 💙

Thanks for stopping by! :)

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