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A Dandelion Seed by Janet Martin Alas, alas, our days are as grass Our wisdom a grain of sand Alas, alas, the summers pass As I, like a mute yet stand Watching time, like phantom infantry March beyond the hills Beyond the moon, beyond the sea Beyond the starry sills What is life; the meaning thereof Is this an endless quest? Thirst of the unknown, beneath, above Is it foolishness at best? Alas, alas, upon earths grass I ponder the meaning of this For I as all mankind will pass In to the eternal abyss Alas, alas, if but for one gift Our lives would be nothing more Than the breeze that sets the seed adrift Or the waves that lap the shore A manger, a cross, an empty tomb A Savior for mankind Without this man would be the dust of doom A dandelion seed in the wind |
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