Sitaram
02-07-2005, 06:16 AM
Beyond Tears
(written Easter Sunday, April 15, 2001)
Beyond tears,
Accepting the inevitable
In the twilight of years,
I cherish even the regrettable.
The sun is now distorted, large and red,
Enthroned upon the horizon's haze.
All has now been done and said,
And I am old and full of days.
- Sitaram
(written Easter Sunday, April 15, 2001)
Beyond tears,
Accepting the inevitable
In the twilight of years,
I cherish even the regrettable.
The sun is now distorted, large and red,
Enthroned upon the horizon's haze.
All has now been done and said,
And I am old and full of days.
- Sitaram