Emmanuel Stone Poems
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I have spent much time
living, breathing, feeling
every heartbeat and emotional twang
as the story grew around me.
Now it shall grow no more
like a tree before dying
but its endless leaves and branches
wrap around, and hold me tight.
I watched it unfurl and blossom
but i know now it is at an end
I savor every remaining flavour
and relish the aftertaste.
It is sad to watch a friend fade away
but all things must come to this end.
This story is finished
but mine has yet some way to go.
Well, when you're chasing birds
what do you know
other than the wind at you feet
and the sky above your head?
Do you reach into the air
Never stop to question why,
why you try to touch them
the birds, flying high?