By Steven Searcy Do what cannot be left undone-- before the chiming clock, before the rising sun, before the sky turns black, before the war is won, do what cannot be left undone. Say what cannot be left unsaid-- before the doorbell rings, before the daily bread, before the sparrow sings, before the sun turns red, say what cannot be left unsaid. Do what cannot be left undone-- before the mountains fall, before the rivers run, before the crickets call, before the yarn is spun, do what cannot be left undone. Say what cannot be left unsaid-- before the frigid night, before the books are read, before the dimming light, before the empty bed, say what cannot be left unsaid. Steven Searcy lives with his wife and three sons in Atlanta, Georgia, where he earns a living working as an engineer in fibre optic telecommunications. His poetry has been published in
Ekstasis Magazine, Reformed Journal, Fathom Magazine and The Clayjar Review. Steven's other work on Foreshadow: Morning Prayer (Poetry, August 2022) Support us by sharing this post or buying us a book.
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