Thursday, April 29, 2010

This Morning's Faded Frost

Golden as the morning sun
as light comes charging in
Nothing lasts as moments pass
like words through quickened pen
Soaking in the moments
like the ink to page does flow
love or loss to cherish toss
we're holding on and letting go
The ebb of life like colors
blue to black and fade to gray
reflection on these thoughts our own
a golden guide to light the way
Fury of the race we pace
hold tight to every minute
nothing stays though love delays
the wonder we find in it

No comments: