Upward
"Too low they build who build beneath the stars" -
We toil in vain new heights to reach, but low;
We labour on, not noticing what mars
And reap both tare and tears with what we sow.
Show us how hills indeed through WILL be claimed
'Tis slow, but neccessary to move up,
achieve the summit! Well might we be maimed;
Yet, notwithstanding, will have filled our cup
With dewdrops glistening like precious jew'ls
and need but glance at them to quench our thirst;
We'll learn while climbing how to use our tools:
our words sent upward, whilst our songs come first.
Thus, shout it out in year two thousand sev'n:
Raise everything you're building straight to heav'n!
Poetry by betsy Firefly
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Written on 2007-01-03 at 18:16
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