Why should I fall trodden
In deserts of sorrow
Or walk in the shadows
Of tenebrous lies
Lest ere should I wait
For sweet sudden showers
To moisten the wings
Of the Egrets reply
.
For long would I ponder
Where oft life had whispered
With springs sweet sufficing
Or summers fond brooding
In autumns capitulations
To winters long slumbers
There would I travel
On wings of the Egret
.
Why long should I linger
In moments swift passing
When laughters brief banquet
Would lessen lifes burdens
On parchment with pens
In memories sweet stains
There would I sojourn
On wings of the Egret
.
richard lloyd cederberg
2017
Hoping your creativity flies on strong wings in 2018. All the best in the New Year
richardlloydcederberg.com
Beautiful for wings on a white dove opens the heart.
The sojourn Egret also balances nature's awe!
Fine write!!
Happy New Year
Lady Mary Ann
They visit my backyard often and roam in regal silence. Well penned, as usual.