Counting Down

Ticks and tocks

Of endless clocks

Stepping stone across the brae

Scattered like omens in my way

Do not stumble...

Do not fall

Step firmly upon them all

Listen, listen to Eternity's call

It points the way

To that final day

When all shall be revealed

And the broken shall be healed

Whether in glory's keeping

Or in an endless sleeping…

©January 31, 2009

Faye Sizemore