Daniel Larson Poet Rhyme

Moving Through Time

I've watched the last eagle
     rise up to the sky,
He will ride on the wind
     that keeps him on high.
I have seen sailing ships
     taken out to sea,
And I've counted those years
     which have passed by me.

I've crossed rivers that flow
     through the barren lands;
They offer not a drop
     which the ground demands.
Yet they're not forever,
     life ends at the shore;
We've all thought about that
     at least once before.

One may hear the songbirds
     echoing afar,
Be there joy in mornings
     where ever they are.
A new dawn lifts spirits
     in so many ways;
Cherish each new sunrise
     for all of your days.

Now the eagle follows
     the dry river bed,
Listening to the echoes
     sounding from ahead.
Sails appear on the rise,
     battered, torn, but free;
Sometimes feels like they are
     coming back for me.

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