I've finally matured. I'm starting to notice How the hands of a clock Scroll the time. I realize I'm already not twenty. So, I am not shy to cry . I love nature and I enjoy Aprils wind And for the first time I can see That some things Are deafeningly " too Late". My voice trembles Treacherously in my poems The universe is right, Our life just makes circles On the water, And I rejoice it, Following the flow....
From your words you seem to have experienced an awakening and a realisation of where you are in time Lily, It's good to read that you are rejoicing in Nature's flow. Inspiring poem !
Lily, Nature is filled with space and grace.....and ahhhhh who doesn't love April's wind......blowing around the fragrance of new life just beginning again..?
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It's good to read that you are rejoicing in Nature's flow.
Inspiring poem !
Mick.
Kathy