virgo27
04-12-2011, 10:01 PM
Laying the Foundation
I hand this to you,
Oh world!
a silver platter,
for I am an empty vessel.
This is what I served you with;
fruit, cherries, and bananas.
Now the vine is dry,
And the lip is open to the elements
to accept a drop of water.
The sun is hot
and I am dripping.
Now, I resign my service,
because, simply stated:
this body cannot
bare the burdens
of this life
much longer.
Will anyone
accept my tray?
I hand this to you,
Oh world!
a silver platter,
for I am an empty vessel.
This is what I served you with;
fruit, cherries, and bananas.
Now the vine is dry,
And the lip is open to the elements
to accept a drop of water.
The sun is hot
and I am dripping.
Now, I resign my service,
because, simply stated:
this body cannot
bare the burdens
of this life
much longer.
Will anyone
accept my tray?