A day is never going to be
Something inside of eternity
It’s only a moment's flow
Rising in times to go
Somewhere of passing ways
As it with intermissions plays
For your thoughts to awake
With what is in its stake
A day of clouds drifting
As times moves through its shifting
Making itinerary rising melody
Something for hope's opportunity
Like the irrigate of a river
Splashing on through to deliver
And comforting a moment's find
Of knowledge and wishes combined
Day to day to deliver
Puff of air of every hope's shiver
That wakes up and sets open
Purposes and atmospheres elopin'
Rushing every hour to come
Where its surroundings are from
Turning and giving of the new
That comes in its avowal through
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
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