In The Daylight
Things pass, sometimes never to return.
He is lost.
In daylight hours where shadows are not cast
except for the closing shadows from the sun
our lives pass over the landscape and our thoughts
gently float away on the breeze
to disappear over the horizon
Do we not remember those people
to whom we owe grace and love
and yet shiver from memories
that have been suddenly so cruelly
thrust into the corners of our minds.
The pond of life that ripples with the wind
should never harm the lily pond
that breathes life into empty water
where the depths within stand with empty dreams
of wondrous frogs looking for a Princess
Nor shall the bough of that yonder tree
escape the wisdom of the bird that takes refuge within
knowingly caressing his feathered wings
in total abandonment of his fears
and expectations unwittingly floating away
The sands of life once golden and fresh
roll with the surf to ebb and flow
least we never forget that child within
that innocence once walked side by side
and looked unwittingly upon this earth
What is left after the dust of the storm settles
Is a realisation that life is volatile, nothing is guaranteed
nor should it be taken for granted
Don’t walk away my friend, don’t turn the other cheek
An oasis in the desert can be the home of dreams
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