Breeze In The Forest (From 'Meet The Moments') Poem by Peter S. Quinn

There are different times to ride the road
Fill the moments of any given load
Let your dreams come true and be
For anything inside this world to see
Never let truth and great hope go away
Fill every thought with its truest play
For the days are to dream and go on and on
Never to lose to those drifts that is gone

Breeze in the forest to find summer new
Let every aspiring come clearly through
The dust of the past now got to leave
Bring in the gladness for winter's old grieve
Love is a feeling that will come and glow
Rain water rippling away the old snow
Okay to you all know what you need
In thoughts and how fulfillments you read

Isn't any one crossing into something alone
The shifts of each bearing are cold as a stone
The need of life's drifting has come to an end
These wings out of darkness to you were lend
Fly on to the frosty low fly on to spring high
Meet the distances of faraway in the open sky
That lets you drift along to the remote horizon
Feelings of my heart to the lonesome ways gone