The Winter Earth
Borrowed time
today
Borrowed time
tomorrow
Looking past
the pain
And sorrow
as time flies
so quickly winged.
Times come
when need,
and the cold
grey earth of winter,
which once was
rich and fertile,
So full of life ,
and yielding
green,
now finally sleep,
while we await
that transformation
when earth is
Turned to ash
And ash once more
Is turned to earth again
by the final
flame memory
of hope
and a silent prayer .
PWChaltas 