A Month with Yeats: Day Fifteen

Today’s quote is from the ‘The Rose of Battle’.

‘You, too, have come where the dim tides are hurled
Upon the wharves of sorrow, and heard ring
The bell that calls us on; the sweet far thing.’ —W.B. Yeats

We have sought the moon in our hearts
“I think therefore I am,” from Descartes
Defeated no more as the bells toll
With thee, the world remains whole
Long live laughter as we smell the roses
When one door opens, the other one closes
We fought battle after battle with sorrow
Give them a chance, our friends or foe
We cried out loud for victory and peace
War is ceased, but that is a tough piece
The song has been heard from distant land
Hard to avoid, not to misunderstand
Shall we be quiet or be loud with hope?
Give us something, so all of us can cope

(c) ladyleemanila 2017

For: A Month with Yeats: Day Fifteen, Micropoetry Month: Nov 2017: #15