If we knew spring would never return
To strum its notes along our wandering path
If we knew the journey would drift afar
If eternity called with a sudden breath
If we knew beauty could never be touched
Nor seen through deep brown eyes
If we knew those blue clouds in the heights
Were but a rain falling down with passion
If we knew life would bring grace and blessing
Or a simple lesson in a night of getting lost
If we knew our hearts could be fragile
If we knew sorrow could sing a tender lullaby
If we knew foamy waves carrying silent love
If we knew sunlight shining on brief blooms
If we knew presence is just a passing moment
The moment a rosebud resting upon our lips
If we knew the song of life itself
Could be a pain that healing never finds
If we knew joy in every word we write
An afternoon translates a lifetime into poetry
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