Saturday, November 10, 2007

When Dreams are Set

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He calls this poem "a trifle". Damn.

When Dreams are Set

and what is come of all the words
we hurled to sky, against the wind?
and all the vows we spoke, unheard,
shall not relent, repent the sin.

shall I endorse your gentle heart
with praise and prayers of things to be?
I would, if let, yet play my part
though traces are unset from me.

there is a part in all our souls
that bids us love without regret.
ennobling flames from fading coals
can still emerge when dreams are set.


William F. DeVault. all rights reserved.

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