Today, Till When Is There An End
Poem By Nancy Bartels Rutkowski
Like water that brings life,
springs forth then goes
From our earthly ground
back to the sky above
Healing life, giving properties
are somewhere high above
but not known where.
Like a caterpillar, our body's a shell
our souls will emerge and fly
our minds, now fully grown.
Have faith, we are still to grow
and know much more.
Like a caterpillar that learns to crawl
before it gets its wings and soars
to the sky our souls will fly.
Our souls will never ever die.