We’re Always Trying

“For life is movement, …”

The heart is never resting, always reaching
For life is movement, searching and beseeching

The mind is ever lost in its fixation
The eye runs restive, searching for salvation

The hands, they want to wander, e’er exploring
Where there’s no holiness, there’s still adoring

In silence, or, if all the world befriending
We’re always trying to write
A perfect
Ending

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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