Like the wave that moves
With the changing moon...
Like the sun that changes
The face of day...
Like the grass that grows
By Nature's rain...
Like all good things,
That live on the wing.
Then there is you
Which destiny pre-told.
One meeting arranged -- fleeting!
New greeting arranged -- seeking.
Time and time, life holds the reins,
Like all good things
That live on the wing.
Fly high, not fast,
Enjoy the view from your heart,
Love what you do,
And the art in you.
As day becomes night,
As the stars do sing,
You'll soar like the bird
And live on the wing.
About the Creator
Susan Downs
Writing short stories, poetry, prose, and journaling are my favorite things. My passion is photography and filmmaking...mostly of the documentary style, Lifestyle photography, and portraits. If this is all I ever get to do in life, namaste!
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