Poet, Audrey Austin

Poet, Audrey Austin
This site is to honour my mother, poet, Eva Ruby Austin.

Monday, January 28, 2013

SOMEDAY - a poem by Paulette Grant


Somewhere in time.
At this life's end.

When body is no more
And all earthly obsessions
As dust are scattered by the winds.
A soul is flying free.

Somewhere in time.
These eyes unclouded.
Ethereal lips sing heart songs from
The mountain of self.

Somewhere in time.
All melodies divine
Pour out the living memories
All lived for God
They are.

A final note someday in time.
A punctuation mark.
Will plunge into the timeless hearts
That wrapped themselves to her
In unbearably earthly ways.


The merging cried for like a whining child
Since the beginning
Will come full circle.
The lessons learned at last.

An individual spark.
At times in darkness was.
Will see, hear and taste
In its own measure of perfection
The true meaning of love and peace............Paulette
.............so in the meantime ...I cry ......sometimes.

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