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Best Poems From
GREENWOLFE 1962
(MARCH 23, 1951)
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Harmony II (The Fourth True Love)
Yes, it shall be remembered,
Long after we are gone;
How much I loved her truly,
Till we were called upon.
Called upon to leave this world
Of doomed love now and then.
Bound for certain destinies,
Perhaps, to meet again.
If it's true, then in your time,
While you are here below;
The truth of love eternal,
Both she and I will know.
So here's a clue to guide you,
To love beyond your days.
The truth is, love eternal;
Is formed in many ways.
The first, is just by friendship.
The second, joys unbound.
The third, is inner beauty;
The one that I had found.
There is a fourth to cherish,
Though it's quite rare you see.
The one that's formed in Heaven.
The one called, Harmony.
GREENWOLFE 1962
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Heaven
I'm in Heaven while I'm living
Way down here on earth with thee .
For my darling , you're the angel ;
That brings it , so close to me .
As God must love his creations ,
He would surely be remiss ;
If the wonder of your being
Was not one he came to miss .
He might then , take jealous heeding
Of the time I've had with you .
And decide it's time to gather
To Himself this love so true .
That is why I fear the hour
On that dark and fateful day ,
When the Lord calls one more angel
Home to join His bright array .
What depression , pain , and sorrow
Shall invade my troubled mind ?
As I know that time for certain ,
I'll be left so far behind .
Will I yet again know Heaven ,
As it's been with you and me ?
How much time must I endure , this
Hell on earth it's bound to be ?
And if I should tire of sorrow ,
And the pain's too much to bear ;
Will I find you dear in Heaven
If I go in search up there ?
And would I , in seeking Heaven ,
Find another Hell instead ?
As I know one thing for certain ;
Living's Hell , when loves are dead .
I have this to keep me going .
This alone , till life is through .
Just the faith , that God in wisdom ;
Knows my Heaven is with you .
And if life and death are parcels
Of the same divine design ;
God will share again His angel ,
And His kingdom shall be mine .
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,
Just 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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I Mark The Road Before You
I mark the road before you,
As I do every day.
I'm sure you've never noticed
My signs along the way.
But still, I'll leave them scattered,
In hopes that you might see;
Someone has an interest,
In whom you seem to be.
The signs are just reflections,
Though altered from the start;
By timid conversations,
And then a broken heart.
They make no point of order
Against your chosen life.
Nor seek to pull you over
To be a captured wife.
They only seek to guide you
To places you've not been.
To places not considered;
Rejected, way back then.
So as I go before you,
I still must look around.
To see if you have followed
The others that I've found.
I guess that all considered,
I'll have to mark them too;
So you won't see these others,
The ones you shouldn't do.
Though only my reflections,
Mine can't lead you astray.
I'll mark the road before you,
Until my dying day.
GREENWOLFE 1962
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