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A Soaring Hawk

I walked beneath a freeing sky
A soaring hawk winging thoughts aloft
The calmed remembrance of old dreams
Clouds aglow with swallowed light
Drifting by on silent streams
Of stories I will never speak
The light of day unfurling space
Illuminates my winding path
Unshadowed hills of grit and green
The finest ripples of my palm
A fading wake of memories
Seeping out into the light
All so common yet all mine
Connecting ever each to all
By light on silent distant thought
Adrift alone on warped time’s seas
Beyond horizons of each one
So mind must soar up like that hawk
To look to where experience ends
Perhaps to catch a glimpse of you
Oh so very long ago
When warmth was shared between us two
Till now forgotten urgencies
Cast us away to different worlds
That drew our lives out as we’ve seen
Remote from those that now begin
As my regards go out to you
With hope your journey has been sweet
For mine was good despite the storms
And I survived to now breathe in
This freeing sky with soaring hawk
And see descending light infuse
Reflections burnish life anew.

23 November 2019

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