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Subject: Peace

Author: unsure poet

[ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 20:27:29 10/01/02 Tue Hopes and Wishes My soul drifts aimlessly through the night, My mind wanders without thought everyday, My life seems to have turned in a direction I do not know, As I get older I realize there is less I need to know, More responsibility has been strapped to my young frame, But my mind just absorbs it all without any thought of pain, I know not for where I shall go, Or what I shall do, I wish to travel the roads most men never shall know, I want to see the sun set on a far away sea, And then rise again with a familiar breeze, I wish to taste the sweetness of a wine, While standing in the vineyard that produced it, I hope to swim in waters once only thought of for the gods, I wish for my life to have the direction of the wind, And the pull of the moon, And then in my final days, I wish to glide into heaven on a gentle fall wind, While getting my last glimpse of the gentle rolling mountains of my majestic New England youth, Remembering the foliage of years past along the way, And when that northerly wind sets m in my final resting place, I hope to have an eternal view of the clearest spring God has ever known, So I can fall asleep to the gentle hum of the tranquil flow. Unsurepoet@go.com [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]