Onward Ho

Pitter patter flow
Doesn’t matter where you go
Up n scatter all you know
to the reminiscent winds

Let it blow, let it blow
Let it show you all the the wasted lands
of traceless worlds
It spans, it spans!
And curls upon the teardrops dripped
from eyes new etched
In pasts so blown and hands outstretched

And sipped and sipped from out that cup
of memory
Rippled water gemmery
Shining on the silver ring
of such a precious, precious thing

Flow life, flow wonders
Grow up, and under
Stand
Be tall
Go through it all
Blow wild and sprawl throughout the land
And never stall upon the dreams
Holding now at hand, at hand
Beholding all at hand

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

we just keep moving forward, but too fast to enjoy what is around us...we don't behold enough.

don't understand the lack of looks and reviews....there is a nice easy flow with your words, like a natural stream...swirling through the mountains...

but i like very much.

[Crispy]

Thank you for the humbling notions, very deeply appreciated from a man with your experience and talent~