Eternity The tree is rooted in the soil, steady Seemingly eternal; Firm and solid in this shifting world Of fear, uncertainty. It stretches heavenward with limbs And leaves, drinking sunlight Reassured of future rain, it rests Stranger to worry. Yet even trees shall pass away, Ceasing rains, dying sun, Earth's mortality, the inhumanity of man To man and God. That which shall be eternally-- Intangible to mortals. The truth is told within our souls. . . Choose to live forever.

~~Erin Metcalf~~ © 1996