There Is A Season

A reflection of Ecclesiastes 3:1-15.

To everything there is a season,

why some things happen without reason.

Who’s to live who’s to die,

we carry on not knowing why.

But carry on, this we must

tiptoeing warily ‘midst distrust.

Be true to yourself and what you believe

keeping hope alive through

dreams you weave.



Caption photo by
Noel G. Coward

Author's Note

I took this photo of a mountain stream up in the hills of Kentucky.

Reviews

[alanwgraham]

Great. Ours is not to reason why! Sounds like a manifesto for a worthwhile life. Too bad we didn't all follow such asimple creed!
Well done,
Alan

[Dara]

Thank you so much for taking the time to read and comment on my poem. Yes, life can be so unpredictable and out of our control.

[B. Boileau]

A time for every purpose under heaven. Dara you weave words with dreams and imagine what they can become

[Dara]

Ah, it is so good to see you here again. Thank you for your wonderful comment. It means so much. Hope your New Year is a happy one!

[B. Boileau]

It's good to be seen ! Hope you have the happiest new year