A Terrible Beauty’s Birth – Hugh A Tague

A Terrible Beauty’s Birth

Walking up and down the cobblestone way
with no sign of change in their expression
I know now, what their lives are worth
with death has come a terrible beauty’s birth.

I just couldn’t see what the others held dear
the teacher and his friends knew their destiny
though I share the light of who we are now
their children sleep in the cradle of their vow.

Most gave up everything for the cause
when is it all enough? when may it suffice?
as they walk up the street, in their faces I see
the sacrifice of Life’s waters that run so deep.

All that is lost in the Living Stream
has come back to us solid and strong
the breeze is free to come and go
but it must blow around a pillar of stone.

Walking up and down the cobblestone way
with no sign of change in their expression
I know now, what their lives are worth
with death has come a terrible beauty’s birth.

Hugh A Tague 09/07/14

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I'm an American poet of Irish descent, I love to read and write poetry, any kind any time. Peace and love Yo, For more of my work: hughataguepoetry.wordpress.com

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