Monday, October 15, 2018

Rare bird...




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Seven years ago
A friend saw these wings
On the bark of a seven times seven
Year old tree...

Seven years later
Their re-emerging 
Graced me with the harbinger blessing
Of fleeting things, 
Of encounters with the Elusive,
Prized precisely because 
of their ephemeral nature
Treasured for their rarity...

Whether once in a lifetime
Or once every seven years,
How Precious are the wings we are given,
In whatever form they come...

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"He who holds to himself a joy
Doth the winged life destroy,
But he who kisses the joy as it flies
Lives in eternity's sunrise."
-William Blake

Wednesday, October 10, 2018

Echo




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Lovely Echoes
Of Long Gone Lovely Seasons
Bitter Sweet Beauty
Gilding amber branches
And prophetic falling leaves

Once-Upon-A-Times
Linger golden with last light
The aurous encore
Before their flight

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"To everything there is a season,
And a time for every matter under heaven."
Ecclesiastes 3:1