8 Dec 2018 poem

Natural Philosophy

Who commands the wind to blow?
Who directs the ocean tide?

How may I explain that my love is larger than myself,
yet fills no more than my beating heart?

There are only two things I own completely:
my courage and my fear, yet one tends to cancel the other out.

Instead of viewing death as losing everything,
I say it is me returning the dust and ash I borrowed.


copyright © 2018 Kenneth P. Gurney

 

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