swallow
fly away home
always reaching
new destinations
the call of spring rings true
as do the leaves of autumn
when summer has gone
and winter has come
parting of the ways
leave behind sweet memories
of bygone days
Tag: home
flying ducks
flying ducks
over the sea
like arrows
parting the skies
they know where they are going
we should follow them
to distant lands
there we shall have another life together
a dream to unfold
a beacon of hope
where we all rejoice
at last we have found our home
Sparrow
sparrow fly away home
of all life’s desires
be the one
who holds dear
what life leaves behind for us
a shining star
in the vast cosmos
when all love is lost
be the spark
to reunite the two halves
bring back all light
banish the darkness
believe in oneself
a guiding force of nature
Flying stars
In the sky
as night passes
reflected dreams
swirling constellations
turn into bright colours
dying stars
we receive their light
upon the canvas above
Looking onward
When I look out towards the hills
I feel a sense of loss
Abandoned places in ruin
A pathway leads
Towards the mountain
Where I will not follow
All that is good
All that is good
is green in the world
hold onto the blue
for without both
we shall perish…
A Purple Flower
She smiled at me
I smiled at her
surrounding one another…
We all have something!
As each day passes
one wonders what possibilities await?
Decided.
In awe she shall be!
Penthouse
above is where I live
surrounded by the sky
seeing the birds pass by
looking out across the city
each day a new discovery
what wonderful scenery
to see the sun rise
then to see it set
colours change silhouette
the higher we are
better the view
come closer deja vu
