Mysterious world, Wonders, curiosities,
Walking through wide passages,
Walls too far to reach.
What fun to twirl and dance
Lean through walls -
Reach for what lay on the other side -
Crushed leaves
Wafts of smoke
Incense of autumn dreams
Looking back. Youth gone.
Younger days ahead.
Passages widen,
Walls crumble,
Joy and dreams wave a greeting.
A step.
A leap.
A flight
into the end of the beginning.
Or is it simply the beginning of
A new beginning?
No matter -
I wave back.
Remembering George in Prayer
9 comments:
Oh so delicious to have your words wrap around me... I love that line, "younger days ahead." I will think on that... can you see me waving??? XO
I'm in love with this poem. I think it expresses the joy of life from beginning to one ending that is just a different way of living and being. Ah to be free of the dimension of time. . .
Beautiful Anne, just beautiful! Fanciful and dancing in the wind. . .
Yes! I LOVE to dance and TWIRL!!! Beautiful poem Annie girly!!! Happy Week-end!!!
That red leaf makes the whole picture. Great shot.
Your words whirls like leaves in the autumn wind :-)
what a joyful embrace of life!!! i love this affirmation of where you are going on the journey called life.
Hello from one Annie to another, Your poetry is wonderful and your blog is very comforting!
A lovely poem, Annie! xo
I love this Annie, "joy and dreams wave a greeting...", "incense of autumn", wow! Keeping you and family in prayer.
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