“Fragile” – Assateague State Park, MD – photo by gfs
lost in flight some storm tossed bird finding reasons to return to the air how to hold on to the unseen feels the ether guides on the wind one sacred place still to call home folding her wings in the night waiting again to lift what remains of forever finding love
Dreaming away days into all things imagined Long rolling hills wrapped in lavender haze Waving hello to the wind and goodbye To the dust from the trail of the traveler
Scents on the wind to remind us of love Days rolled into nights still beholding Sweetness and memories cherished without The heart as near as tomorrow
Where always the hope of colors fulfilling Shape our unknowing into our ways To let the believers lie in the morning Of sunrise and shadows washing our daze
The coming and going of time in our lives The circles of all we’ve become Are answers to questions asked long before The soul could return to find us again