"Given this inhospitable weather / I think we had better stick together"
Transcendental Sonnet #1189:
At Least We Have Learned to Fly
for Silke
The conclusion is inescapable
Every day it becomes more plain to see
This world is utterly incapable
Of understanding either you or me
The two of us are left unknown alone
Given this inhospitable weather
I think we had better stick together
Carried and sown like seed wind-blown and shown
To be wanderers not by choice but fate
Blown far off-course yet it is not too late
No matter where we find ourselves to be
As long as you hold onto me as long as I
Hold onto you it matters not whether
We know where we blow at least we have learned to fly
+Steven Curtis Lance
Copyright MMIV Silke LLC
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Reviewed by June Thompson (Reader)
Reviewed on December 13, 2005
I've only learned to be seeded, not to fly barely to grow
ah but it is a new day each and everyday, someday I too will fly
and away I will go to grow into something more beautiful than my children ever imagined
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ah but it is a new day each and everyday, someday I too will fly
and away I will go to grow into something more beautiful than my children ever imagined
Ron
where are all the men like you
hiding?
very nicely penned
thanks,
d.
Pier Marie