Journeys bound
by passage ways
On grains of sand
the ocean sways
Drifting winds
bestow the light
Yesterday
is tomorrow's flight
Feathered wings
on finger tips
Whispered winds
from natures lips
Passing stares
through moon lit skies
Shadows dance
with the morning light.
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Author:
David E. (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: July 22nd, 2017 16:39
- Category: Nature
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Comments2
the weather?
Awesome writing. Thanks for sharing
Your very welcome. Thanks for taking the time to read it
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