If the future is not ours to see, then the moment should be an endless spree
Reflected from the environment and nurtured at the roots, looking for the harmony and balancing out the books
We write on many pages of intentions coming real, given many gifts of spirits interacting walking over fields
No matter if its moving across this spinning rock or standing high harbouring the flock.
Time is but a message to remember the forget me knots, looking for no future lost in everything we've got
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Author:
Poetic Dan (
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- Comment from author about the poem: A few weeks back we had some time at the Newforest and what a pleasure it was to reconnect with nature.
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Good write and video Dan.
Cheers good sir
You here now? If not, where are ya?! lol.
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'these words, are the anthem
to the wisdom I seek of life
and thus, I shall try to heed
them, till my very end...'
Brilliant! dear Poet
stay blessed, stay strong
and may your wisdom, ever
be utilised
in your life choices
my cherished friend
and most respected, Poet
thank you!
Boom...I am definitely still seeking some wisdom but then I found you! Made magic from the inspiration and now hearing a great tune....
Ha! Not what I thought of yesterday but always appreciated my good friend..
Great write Dan.. nothing like getting back into nature.. ❤️
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