Come Hither

Remember that the smallest seed of faith is of more worth than the largest fruit of happiness. - Thoreau

Eternal River - Oil on Canvas by Roz Zinns

don't bury me when i die

don't bother to cry

don't cover it up with a boldfaced lie

no need to ask how or why

don't be ashamed or shy

no

float me downriver

to god my soul deliver

season of wither

winter shiver

summer quiver

faith not an indian giver

boulder, splinter or sliver

eternity's caregiver

drawing my hither

Author's Note

"A man's real faith is never contained in his creed, nor is his creed an article of his faith. The last is never adopted. This it is that permits him to smile ever, and to live even as bravely as he does. And yet he clings anxiously to his creed, as to a straw, thinking that that does him good service because his sheet anchor does not drag." - Thoreau

Reviews

[Andra Dare]

Lovely rhyming, and it quiets my soul.

[Pete]

thanks. glad it was good for something ... :)

[Juliah B]

A beautiful ode to coming home and having peace. Very strong and good to read aloud.

[Pete]

thanks you for sharing. have a great day! .. :)

[Juliah B]

You too, thanks!