This poem comes from Autumn Leaves:
To move unfettered in air so rare and pure,
Beneath or above endless banks of clouds.
Unshackled to soar in mind and spirit
To remove earth’s burdensome shroud.
Could an eagle speak, would he
Hold us in contempt or in utter disdain,
Poor earth-bound creatures, animals of habit,
Foul air, daily tasks mundane.
Spread mighty silver wings,
Soar above the patch-work quilt pattern below.
Fly softly, free spirited,
But fly reverently as you go.
Diminished horizons, skies blue and clear,
Atmosphere charged with laughter,
Because other spirits linger here.
To leave earth’s cluttered pull, to explore, to seek,
To know, to find lasting contentment,
To search out the truth of the universe
And to know God is man’s essence and ultimate destiny.
Posted on August 15, 2013, in Uncategorized and tagged autumn leaves, contentment, destiny, emotions, Essence, Feelings, freedom, mind and spirit, Poetry, Thoughts, To Know God, Truth, Understanding, universe, utter disdain. Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.