Hardwork

the heart does not cease
pumping blood,
neither has the mind
stopped to think
neither must we cease
to love
to care to dream
the moon does not
stop shining
neither does the sun
or the stars
the orbits the planets follow
neither must our
feet stop rejoicing about
the new paths
our hands on their new maps
of touch
our eyes on the beautiful
landscapes
God has put.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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