Friday, June 10, 2011

2010-06-08 Archive, Poetry, Ecclesiastes 3

Ecclesiastes 3, from the Hebrew

Every season has a time
For every desire beneath the sky.
A time to birth, a time to die;
A time to plant, a time to reap;
A time to kill, a time to heal;
A time to break out, and a time to build up;
A time to weep, a time to laugh;
A time to mourn, a time to dance;
A time to throw stones, and a time to hold stones;
A time to embrace, and a time to part;
A time to search, a time to fail;
A time to keep, a time to lose;
A time to tear, a time to sew;
A time to be still, and a time to speak out;
A time to love, a time to hate;
A time to fight, a time for peace;
Every season has a time
For every desire beneath the sky.

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