MORTAL, I AM
To walk on water is an amazing thing I can not do,
Flying across the sky, never will I fly, a thought from my mind.
Through walls of solid never will my physical body walk,
I have not the power to raise my hands and change the world.
To part, the sea is a wonder that I’ve not yet seen,
Fire I cannot make rain from the sky, no not i.
I have not the ability to hide from pain,
Fear is an emotion that lives in the human being.
I am not god for it is that I may bleed and do,
I breathe the air but no guarantee of a tomorrow.
Mortal, I am, for now here I’ll stand and walk this land,
Older I’ll get as surely I will not live forever in this place.
One day I’ll die and pray that my new home will be beyond the sky.
Keith Garrett
I am appreciating your poetry more each day I read a new one. You seem focused on substance more and your imagery is great. Good work, Keith.
Back and forth, different thoughts.
On Thu, May 2, 2019 at 12:54 PM keithgarrettpoetry wrote:
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