I wrote the most beautiful poem of hope <br />which flowed and ebbed in mysterious ways <br />that defied the dissection of minds <br />and weaved to the heart of mankind <br />in a way so gentle and kind that only goodness <br />was found in the words that it sung. <br />A poem of grace that eternally said <br />what mortals can only find when they're dead, <br />a vision of music only the heavens can make <br />with the wisdom of ages sung so true and so sweet, <br />they transported the soul to where no one could weep. <br />And I've lost it.<br /><br />David Taylor<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-ve-lost-it-2/
