Matthew Anish Poet I do not know?

The Path of Freedom

Let's not waste 
any more time
     We must seek 
our freedom
     Before we are 
taken from 
     these shores
As we move into 
new experiences 
     Delight in 
new dreams
     Rainbows appear 
in the distance 
       and give us relief
from the tyranny of 
the years
You can fly 
like a sparrow,
Float like a white cloud
     Blown by the west wind
If you plan your days
    with consumate grace

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Belinda Parish March 2, 2009 at 9:08 AM Another wonderful write my dear Matthew. I enjoyed reading this one...ok, I enjoy reading them all!

Carolyn Devonshire February 16, 2009 at 6:56 PM Truly beautiful, Matthew. I think we all try to escape "the tyranny of the years." Well done, Carolyn

Donna Golden February 2, 2009 at 8:03 PM Matthew, this is inspirational and paints a tender, loving picture of living gracefully. Well done, my friend. Donna G. ** P.S.How about some white tea with strawberry undertones?

Sharon Winter January 31, 2009 at 7:22 AM I wish I could float like a white cloud about now. You think you have it all planned out, then life does it's thing and throws you a curve ball or two. Well Matthew, a very beautiful write. Keep flying my friend. Life is a beautiful gift. Love, Shar

Keith Bickerstaffe January 30, 2009 at 8:33 PM Your concluding two lines say it all... well done my friend! Best wishes, Keith