The Tie ©

Where is the source, the depth, the spot
Where Life renews it's fight to be
One solitary thought against the flood
Of grief that wished no breath in me?

How to define the seed God planted
Far beyond all human knowing
The will unconcious, deadened, dying
All of itself decides to keep going.

As Winter's sentence against the bloom
Cannot be argued, cancelled, or fought
Yet blooms do rise according to law
Immutable, sacred, heavenly thought.