We gather this harvest
without reckoning,
wildly thrusting it deep inside
our burning hearts
as each season revolves,
evolving
into unknown territories.
We embrace our belongings
with a sense of familiarity
& comfort,
soothed by the essence
of these gifts
& then ~
we mourn their sudden loss,
torn asunder
by tragedy & terror.
We must realize
the necessity
of gratitude & grace,
for we cannot lose
what we have already gained ~
it becomes one with our spirit,
forming sacred memories
to carry with us
upon this journey
under starlight
which shadows cannot hide.
Yes, all is precious to us,
even blessings in disguise,
caught unaware ~
what matters most
is that we are always safe
within the storm
because love lingers...
Bronze trophy winner
Adding your comment:
Come by my author's page sometime, if you get a chance. I have a "poem" (more of a list, but posted as a poem) "pinned" there with an entire list of published AP Poets that are also my Friends & favorites who punctuate quite well. 
I also helped edit quite a few of their works On my page, too, I have a "list" of my own AP favorites ~ at one time, the AP system's favorites list would only hold 50 at a time. 
I worked on my college's newspaper & literary magazine, besides being a college librarian for over 12 years...& I also did reporting, editing & proofreading for various construction news agencies for over 12 years...so...yeahhh...I kinda like punctuation...& grammar...& spelling...& vocabulary...& language skills...& etymology...& people who care about such things. 
I'm glad you enjoyed it. Thank you for comin' by. May 2009 be kind to you & yours. 
Wanda
