The ages have swept by me now;

The mists have cleared.

And I am left to wonder how

It ever seemed any other way,

But as crisp and as new

As it seems today.

Cathy Hardin

The words have all been sung and re-sung,

‘Til their words are hollow and their voices mute;

How futile has been my struggle

Against so many invisible truths.

Throwing away all my fondest dreams

As the days have flowed by and melted into years;

Wearily I’ve eaten the fruits of

All my most wretched fears.

Cathy Hardin

I sing my life today, lest it remain unsung

entirely

when my voice has been silenced

by Death’s mortal feast,

and my soul knows not words, but peace.

Cathy Hardin