OUT THEREA Poem by Rob Taylor.OUT THERE HE SAID BEYOND THE EDGE OF TIME THERE IS A PLACE UNSEEN BY EYES OF HUMAN KIND WHERE THERE MAY BE NEW LIFE A KIND OF NEW UNKNOWN TO ALL AS HANDS REACH OUT TO TOUCH THE FACE OF SOMETHING REAL A MIST A CLOUD OF COLORS BOLD OF SILVER BLUE OF GREEN OF GOLD A NEW RAINBOW A PROMISE OLD A CURTAIN HUNG A DOOR TO NEVER CLOSE OF TIME TO COME OF TIME TO PASS ONE HAND TO MOVE THE MINUTES TOLL LOOK UP TO BLUE WHITE CLOUDS ABOVE THE SUN FOR WARM THE MOON FOR COLD AS DAYS AS MONTHS AS YEARS FLY PAST WE AGE AS OLD LEADS TO THE END OF TIME OUT THERE HE SAID MAYBE A NEW A PLACE WE ARE TOLD WHERE WE MAY GO TO REST OUR SOULS A PLACE WHICH IS FOREVER MORE WHERE FINALLY PEACE IS REAL AND WAR NO MORE A PLACE WHERE FOREVER IS A TRUTH A PROMISE TOLD
© 2008 Rob TaylorAuthor's Note
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Added on September 23, 2008AuthorRob TaylorNear Seattle, WAAboutVery old but not cranky, well most of the time, retired free to live, and to eat what I like. Tho a spouse, who feeds me, many green leaves, and tomatoes, and carrots, all raw but it's good. I look.. more..Writing
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