A Bird Has Flown Away

A bird has flown away
Into the bright new sky
To give its shining day
For earth in quiet high

Dark is deep like ocean
In its forgotten past
Each hour of its erosion
Leaves of a fallen rust

Clouds are now swaying
To give the blue its glow
As ray in clouds are playing
With more and more to show

On to the faraway horizon
By the waves of the sea
My thoughts shall run on
Like everything that's free

And bring the splashes deep
Through flowing billows
And those fresh moments keep
In tides of past gone flows

by Peter S. Quinn

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Great poem. Sometimes the season change and I am not ready. Life is like that.