When the wind calls out your name
in a whispered moan,
know the true meainig of alone
The Earth changes constantly,
our World remains the same
for we're lost in our own reverie...
Who can catch meanings
as they streak across our lives,
comets blazing in glory before they die?
Burning brightly but a while,
then the light is gone
Stop staring at the sky and move on...
Leaves are singing in the breeze;
different trees, different tunes,
excited knowing winter's blanket is coming soon
Time to rest, prep for the test
that will come in Spring,
the tingling of rebirth
another chance at Life...
10-30-10
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