Poets' Corner
Bear It On A Carrier
Dripping golden to the eye
Tasting nectar to the tongue.
Life is music
Playing at a wedding
Or swelling the lonely shepherd's flute
Life is a crown of wreath
Wear it victor,
Freshly, proudly, and manly
Soon it is something else
Like the moon caught in a night of rains
Or the sun eclipsed by time.
Or like the bad gun
Going off to kill
The hunter on the trigger.
Life is a pot.
Carry it to the stream of joy
Bring it back filled to
The homestead of humanity.
Always remember:
Bear it on a carrier-
A bold heart steeped in a lot of things
Such as care, patience,
And obstinacy.
Tehtey
