SALEM HILL NOT EVERYBODY'S GOLD

Sweet Hope Suite
by Carl Groves

I. Eternity in Our Hearts

Eternity in our hearts
a rising, distant mist

A cleft in the surface of life
Bathe and breathe in the sky
make love to the night

And questions in tears are lost in the stars
Of answers we’re whet tacit secrets afar
But I’m here for a reason!
At least I’d like to believe
And chasing the wind
dim hope tight we cleave

The dried leaf of the ancient
wails to my clenched eyes
through my lids I see shadows
nothing sure when I open
in the distance a hill
but better to wait than to climb

II. And We Wait

The mountains get smaller
Engorged oceans rise
The trees stretching taller
Leaves scratching the skies

There’s a child growing older
An old man retires
And the days are like door slams
our life is like fire

Ever burning, consuming, yet an anchor, unmoving
And we wait

With hope ebbing smaller
And fear on the rise
Tall tales talking taller
Trickling tears splash the sky

There’s a dream growing colder
An idea expires
And the years pass like door slams
As our life is on fire

Ever burning, devouring, still hungry and glowering
And we wait

An ethereal reaching
constant cries of beseeching
Disregarding the teaching
You still wait!

See it’s all there before you
up the hill there’s a door through
which the joy can’t be more true
But you wait!

III. The Hill of Peace

"And this One shall be peace"
Who says peace is a man? A place?
It’s not in man to direct his steps
it seems better to wait than to climb

For the grade appears craggy
With pitfalls and footfalls,
waterfalls and bloodfalls--blood falls?
The slope presents daunting--I’ll wait

Strange it seems like this hill it walks with me
I can’t go around it’s behind me
And the orbs of its skull pierce my hands and my feet
Like doors slammed denied is retreat

If only I stare the heavens declare --see it’s all there before you!
Timid stepping, the steps come more easily, easily --up the hill there’s a door through
Pitfalls aren’t deep, footfalls don’t hurt --which the joy can’t be more true!
The mist cools my cheek as it fades
...and it’s better to climb than to wait

A cleft in the surface of life
Bathe and breathe in the sky
Make love to the night

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