Augustine Tagaste

Author of Poetry and Prose

Persistence of Age

Fire burned out

Old men say

Cast in doubt

Quiet they lay

 

Ignited once more

My embers not cold

Seeing death’s door

Flames burn bold

 

Nearer the grave

Grown most fierce

With age brave

Unbound to fear

 

No dying sheep

I leave a man

Towards final sleep

Sword in hand

 

I still roam

Long march ahead

This flesh and bone

Not yet dead

 

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