By Lawrence “Mack” Hall
Word Count: 90
Rating: G
Summary: a short poem of change, titled after Ecclesiastes 1:2-11
That which is said to come already is
And was, and so will be again – the sun
Will rise tomorrow, perhaps not upon me
But still the sun will rise again tomorrow
And warm the waters in a little stream
That laughing play with fallen autumn leaves
And all of them swim past a rotting pier
Where little boys with their cane poles once fished
The river currents flow, and so do we
And find our sunlit dreams upon the sea