Wonder


alone on the sands, as we walk sometimes we feel as empty as the beach,never stopping to realize its ever changing and enewing

alone on the sands, as we walk sometimes we feel as empty as the beach,never stopping to realize its ever changing and enewing

Wondering

Wisps of smoke we do be
Blown upon the breeze
Obscurity approaches
On swiftly charging stead
Nightfall beckons appeals to all
The ending is not all
Beginning in the imperturbable morning dew
Of a spring reborn, first breathe life
Lo a spring now gone
Of a summer spent
Fall now Oh the fading day
Winter comes, wisdom’s call remembered
First the snows of precious age
Twilight stands at present, arise
I still wander
Oh the wonder
That life is so profound
Wisp of smoke returned to thee
From whence the breath did come

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