The days are bright
as water flows
it bends and slows
leading into light.
Rippling, sparking,
ever new…
see the moment,
lasting a few,
blinks…
Reality is ours
to create,
make it shower
love not hate.
Nothing matters more
than that,
nothing lasts as long,
is as steadfast,
nothing holds a heart and hands,
nothing but love,
to prove forever
is…
that life and death is riding on,
guiding gently
through the night,
on destiny’s highway
till the dawn.
March 5, 2018 at 8:49 pm
This is great.
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March 5, 2018 at 8:49 pm
Thank you!
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