Changing Winds

Changing winds Come feel the blow of a changing wind, Listen to sounds from the edge of time, For here we wait in this clouds embrace And welcome the rays of light, Let few transcend the suns rebirth And the passage from our own emotion, Along a corridor of a life Where will blow a changing wind? And who shall capture this instant gone by? And who can say where morning lays Abandoned in our lives; Blows on forever the changing wind To warm the eastern skies Here in this moment of time By M.Norton marklnorton@shaw.ca