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Moments Will Come


A poem by Peter S. Quinn


The nights are young and days still

Promises of worship life shall fulfill

As rain comes to earth and forest

A flower shall give its beautiful crest


And a heart will come and be within

Take day by day its twilight’s spin

What into the heart grows to learn

Forest of man and street shall earn


Come give your truth to the dreams

Which like a flower from beauty streams

And wishful thinking will come again

And join these powers that now reign


Grow your green on the high hill

Take what is yours and from earth will

All is not there what you now see

Look at the leaves look at the tree


Hold your own with reading of sign

And draw your doubt from its horizon line

Powers within are everywhere about

Giving you spirit and showing you doubt


The question lies there which has power

Street with their names or dawn’s own hour

Rise to each name shine with its beams

Moments will come and have their deems




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Taken on June 3, 2009