Seasons in review ……….
Seasons in review …
We cannot return here again
it says so
written in the depth of the stars
yet return we will in some new way
Last night I watched in fascination
the return of time
leashed to the travels of the night
cast to timeless freedoms
I awoke early in new morning covered in a blanket
in the warming a new day
the sun brightly reaffirming
the silent revolutions of eternity
And I am left with the echoes in my mind
of stars that drift as free
as any man ever dreams of being
No …..I speak aloud I will never pass this way again
so let me have these moments of selfish
memories of a day long gone
Of a real family cast to eternal dreams
yet I always hope
That they dwell there among the stars
waiting
waiting
waiting
Sometime in my life, I started to write about my life journey, or in poetry, in story perhaps to sort out the missing from the found perhaps and enter them into a place of safekeeping. The soul of the writer is perhaps best described in their own words, emotions and thoughts. If these poems or stories touch something inside you then maybe I have succeeded in sharing. I will not write about my self in profile, because self isn't so important in writing. Only the journey in words and the sharing are important. Why would we say "Now about me!"... I'd rather write about life, nature, serenity ...
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Very tender verse, quiet thoughts that stir emotions, and nicely penned phrases. I like this, Ed. Well done, my wandering friend.
Yes, well penned and warmly expressed Ed. A lovely verse. Cheers!