Monday, September 12, 2005

Poem: "The World Will Show You"

You can’t stop it.
The sun will stand on hills tomorrow,
despite your efforts.
Morning will wear its finest shirt,
noon will wish you well,
and evening will bring its beautiful book.
Even storms may speak their unsullied words,
and stars will shimmer
in their wilderness above you.
There’s nothing you can do.
The world will show you what rejoicing is,
no matter what you decide to do.



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