Imagine

If we were not by hands unseen
Unshackled from temerity
Imagine how things might have been
How different our reality.

Unshackled from temerity
Sweet friendship now achievable
How different our reality
Such love yet inconceivable.

Sweet friendship now achievable
Far deeper, richer, mystical
Such love yet inconceivable
Surpassing all things temporal.

Far deeper, richer, mystical
Oh, to subdue the hankering
Surpassing all things temporal
Two souls to one Rock anchoring

Oh, to subdue the hankering
If we were not by hands unseen
Two souls to one Rock anchoring
Imagine how things might have been.

 

August 4, 2017 ~ Pantoum
© 2017 Abigail Gronway – All Rights Reserved

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