Days Now Gone

The echos of the choir

Fade into the air

Lift me off my feet

And let me join their flight

Giving me a glance 

Of the days now gone

And the plenty more to come

The choir joins my lost days

On a search for their new light

Where my lived days

Can be someone else's greatest gift.

Reviews

[Azure Montessa (Blue)]

Our existence is a gift to other people though we may not know it.. :)

[eatmills]

Nice write, the metaphors and symbolisms are light and soothing, felt like a walk in the park. "Where my lived days Can be someone else's greatest gift." - My favourite lines.

May your pen never run dry