Do you know
How far we’ve come
From distant shores
And setting sun
We all have seen
More than the past
And yet we go on
Moving way too fast
And when we stop
And take a rest
The world still turns
From east to west
So let’s go with the ride
And continue to go
On the endless journey
The forever flow.
On the air
Like trails of light
Or swirls of wind
A caress so light
A vision just blurred
I hear the faintest song
Music left to drone
A needle point of breath
On the past left unseen.
I watch the petals
Blow in the wind
Like moments of my life
Leaving me.
They flew on the air
And I said my farewells
Letting each memory go
With the wind.
I miss some petals
They once made a flower
A gift that was given
In friendship.
Some fly lazily
Not quick enough for me
For a few are stained
Blood red.
But they all were parts
Of what made my past
As I watch I smile
For a new flower.
I was an old man,
before I aged,
counted stars,
as they fade,
I held a flower,
before spring had come,
and watched the end,
as it begun.
I have reached within,
held without,
given to pain,
shuddered in doubt,
I have lifted mountains,
and swam deep seas,
in hopes of finding,
a better me.
Don’t blame me dears,
don’t judge my life,
my wit is sharp,
like the cutting knife,
my smile is true,
perhaps too wry,
but I’ll laugh at fate,
before I die.
Paul's Inane Banter 