off the roof
eyes like the forest
mysterious and inviting
draw me close
until i am lost.
as they soar
They course the winds and roam
They care not for snow nor rain
They make the clouds their home!
Consider the badger in his den
He worries not for gold
He will fight till his last breath
To defend his hole!
Consider the lion and his pride
They suffer want and lack
But they care naught or give a thought
They will be bouncing back!
Consider the fish within his pool
He worries not for drink
He won't beware for lack of air
He's stronger than we think!
Consider the wildflower
The bravely climbing rose
She will, in gloom, put forth her bloom
And cover trees in floes!
Consider the canine!
Consider the mighty horse!
They don't amend the name of friend
they're better ones of course!
Consider kingdoms of the wild
Do you find it odd?
They worry not. Give nothing thought
They just depend on GOD.
There's a poet in our community
who's going through a difficult time.
I wrote this to uplift my poetfriend.
I must go off site for now
I'll be back soon.
I once found the moon in a forest
of fir two hundred foot tall,
it's face being lovingly polished
by fish in a silver pool,
the water was deep like a riddle,
as dark underneath as the pine,
I swam like a thief to the middle
but that slippery silver
refused to be mine.
We can't change the past
but the future is firmly in our hands