Somewhere In the Distance

A forest stands
at the far end
           of the valley
of unreality
     The leaves are 
blown by an autumn breeze
        let the wind do its work
               we walk down 
the path 
      and see the brillant 
colors in the distance 
           someday we'll 
return home
       but for the present 
we will just enjoy 
   what we can
there is so little time
    to waste
We must make haste!
   Somewhere in the 
distance
     a bird is winging 
its way
     to it's nest 
We are strangers in 
    this land  
       and must close 
the curtain
      all too soon
Somewhere in the distance
the small bird is 
returning home
    It's out of sight 
now 
    but we have seen 
it fly
    We're not birds
but our spirits can 
    soar
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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