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On Eagle's Wings==update
ON EAGLE'S WINGS
Once I was made of steel
my voice was strong , my spirit bold
my visions clear.
I soared blue skies on eagle’s wings
seeking worlds unknown to imagination
my songs were the power of creation—
my death and my resurrection
I send my soul across the seas
on streams of melodies in minor key.
I want the world to know
I am still here
.
but my voice has grown weak
my spirit cold
and i have forgotten
the words to many songs.
...
and so it is with all things living.
we are brief moments in the sun.
there is an end to each beginning.
we look back and all is done.
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Comments
Geremia
Sun, 2011-11-20 17:18
Good to hear from you, my
Good to hear from you, my friend. I have been pulling myself up from a series of "hits" to my health. I will win.
Joe
magics02
Sun, 2011-11-20 21:20
My friend
and so it is with all things living.
we are brief moments in the sun.
there is an end to each beginning.
we look back and all is done.
And so it is with all living things! Love this Joe
And You
Che Bello
Love to you
Mona
Geremia
Sun, 2011-11-20 21:22
:) Grazie, carissimma Mona
:) Grazie, carissimma Mona
loved
Mon, 2011-11-21 09:11
We all are without exception
Monumentally momentary bubbles,
In the isolated deserts of time,
The sands time erupts,
In its due course,
As the sun paves its path as usual
We all try and carve a niche,
In the caves of immemorial memories
Only to be tsunamied
At the will of the soft breezes,
We hear in the far distance,
As we all are lowered
Or
Cast into incinerators modern,
To be remembered like autumn leaves,
As the garbage man swipes his arm
And
Flings each one of us, into oblivion
So be it with all things universal,
Albeit, without fail.
Amen
loved
Geremia
Mon, 2011-11-21 09:52
Well said!
Well said!