Distant Thoughts
Time has flown by as the flapping of the wings
But I will wander singing quietly in the rains,
Hope to lay in the boughs of my creator
For I will be free from this earthly chains.
I have seen the turnings of the seasons
Mortal body questing longevity in reasons,
Hope to lay in the boughs of my creator
Leaving behind those unresolved questions.
When I'll be gone, do not hang window curtains
For I'll be peeping you from the moon's surface ,
You'll see me laying in the boughs of my creator
In the eternity of love, in the serenity of peace.
(for Isiah Zerbst's contest )
Copyright © Kiran Bantawa | Year Posted 2014
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