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April 9-10, 2019

 

Transience

 

if Finney taught me anything

Finney taught me this

That almost every person we see

in almost every picture we admire

is dead, or soon will be

Their ephemeral joys are no more

Their deep abiding pain is gone

All of them that is to be known

is what we see was seen of them

 

if Finney taught me anything

Finney taught me this

That life is fragile and far too short

for otherwise wishing before we fall

into deaths cold embrace

Ours to endure this brief transience

Ours to rejoice each days pleasure

To accept our days as they come

to hold as gift ere passing on

 


 

I was reading one of my art books

when it hit me that every person in

paintings has died, has been dead

for a very long time. Yet in these

pictures they are alive, we see their

cares, their joys, a snapshot of who

they were in the eyes of the artist.

 


Each New Day A Miracle
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