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Best Poems From
GREENWOLFE 1962
(MARCH 23, 1951)
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Darling Of The Woodland
She's the darling of the woodland,
And I seek her endlessly.
In the mountains fields and meadows,
Searching every bush and tree.
A forgotten nature's angel
Sent from Heaven's land on high.
Just to charm the modern woodsman
And the birds when passing by.
I see flashes of her image
Just before I turn my head.
When I look, I then see nothing.
Only gold, and green, and red.
With its bright array of flowers
Peeping through its stand of trees,
In what portion of this kingdom
Does she drift on nature's breeze?
While I cherish every moment
In my search for nature's charm,
I have failed to calm her senses
And assuage her quick alarm.
If I find her, I will tell her;
There should be no fear of me.
For I only want to see her
As she is, or wished to be.
Just a darling of the woodland,
And my fairy tale so true.
Giving birth to my illusion;
That she might, by chance, be you.
GREENWOLFE 1962
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Each Wondrous Thing
I wake up each morning
No matter what season , in spring .
For seeing you lie there ,
Reminds me of each wondrous thing .
The green in the meadow .
The fragrence of flowers that grow .
The fresh flowing waters .
The soft , gentle breezes that blow .
The songs that the birds sing .
The wonders that nature can do .
Are captured each moment
I spend lying here next to you .
And though every season
Will always change over , it's plain .
We'll know only springtime ,
Where our love shall always remain .
And that's as we planned it .
A season for our love to grow .
The seeds of our young love
Turned into the true love we know .
For now , we'll just linger .
Forever , our love in the spring .
As I lay beside you
Reminded , of each wondrous thing .
GREENWOLFE 1962
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Forever And All Time
I had a dream the other day
That I walked along a road ,
And came upon a man who worked
At a place where water flowed .
He smiled and spoke in gentle words ,
'Come now stranger , tell me true .
Are you the one to take my place
And is my work now through ? '
I said , 'I really could not say , '
As I knew not where I go .
Or even where I journeyed from ,
This place , I did not know .
'Oh well , ' he said , 'It won't be long
Till my work is done , someday .
I've waited here two thousand years ,
So what's another day ? '
'You see the planks I laid ? ' He said .
And I said , 'I really do.'
' I lay them for my friends to cross
So they might start anew .'
'For on the other side you see ,
Is the place where I shall go .
I even cut my own good plank
But I can't lay it though .'
I said , 'I just don't understand.'
And he tried then to explain .
'I'm waiting for someone to come,
The last one down the lane .'
'For he alone will lay my plank
As I cannot lay for him .
I must complete my father's work
As I wait just for them .'
'And when he comes , I then will go
Into my father's land .
And then the souls of all good men
Who crossed will take my hand .'
I said , 'What then , will come of him
Who labored and did for Thee ? '
He said, ' That of the souls of men ,
He's special , don't you see ? '
'He's the one who shall remain ,
Forever and all time .
For he's the one my father chose
To rest here so sublime .'
'To not return from dreamer's land
As others always do .
But to remain forever here
As all his dreams come true .'
I asked if I might lay His plank
And he smiled and said , 'You may.'
And so I took His plank in hand
And tried so hard to lay .
Alas! I could not lay His plank .
And He said, ' It might be you .
You're not the first in dreams to try
To have your dreams come true .'
'It's only when your soul returns ,
When your body dies one day .
That you will know your fate for sure
If you should come this way .'
I said I really did not know
Of the fates , which I desired .
He said , ' The only fate to dread
Is the one that Satan fired .'
'But I will tell you true my friend .
Whichever way you may go ;
You can't get there by dreams alone -
It's living life , you know.'
I asked if He'd prepared for me,
'A new sturdy plank today .'
And He just smiled and turned and said ,
'You best be on your way .'
I then awoke from this fine dream
To a better life for me .
And now I know what to expect
The afterlife to be .
I've wondered if He made my plank,
Or will I rest so sublime .
And always see my dreams come true ,
Forever And All Time .
GREENWOLFE 1962
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Hell's Great Pain
It's not the molten lake of fire ,
The dungeons dark and damp .
The heaving mass of mournful souls
Upon whom we might tramp .
That makes of Hell the savage place
We dare not ever go .
And makes us tread the narrow path
To Heaven , don't you know .
No , these are but the manifest
Of symbols we might use ,
To give our little children
Advice on which to choose .
The savage pain endured in Hell
Is yet more true and real ,
If you should ever feel the love
That Heaven can reveal .
I know this for I ventured there
For oh so brief a time .
And felt the love of God's embrace ,
His glory so sublime .
It came to me in such a dream
As I cannot explain .
And satisfied my mortal soul
So much , I felt no pain .
The lesson that I learned from this
Came after I awoke ,
And realized I lived again
Encoiled in mortal yoke .
So this , in truth , is all we need
To know of Hell's great pain .
The knowledge of the love we'll lose
And never know again .
GREENWOLFE 1962
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