Branches of Life
Look down on me and you'll see
A simple blur in natures mist
Looking down on my life's surround
Like it's particles, I'll soon drift
So silently in natures dark
I'll never be that feather
For somewhere against my fall
The whistling of me shall blether
As I descend to I
To Earths terra firma I mean
I pray I get to look up
To where the Branches of Life I've been.
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Copyright © James Fraser | Year Posted 2017
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