a poem

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words flow from my pen
old patterns disrupted
love lost, gained and lost again

are we just tumbleweeds
rolling through life
or are there deeper seeds

of expectation to tie up loose ends
maybe something an ancestor left
a story that transcends

the bounds of time and space
history and mystery
of fate’s very embrace

for aren’t each of us just another thread
of a tapestry woven through centuries
an epic tale yet to be read

the story will never be fully written
each of us bearing pages to fill
with adventures unbidden

there is a plan, clues scattered along
buried in the subtle rhythm of creation
and sent to us on the wind, in a whisper of song

so dance among the stars above
and leave your grandchildren
a beautiful new chapter full of life and love

Written by

father, motorcyclist, old retired guy who’s just a little lost on a blue marble corkscrewing its way to oblivion

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