There are birds in dark masses,
Prior to migration.
Collecting in marshes,
On ploughed land or green.
They heed a clear image
Of far destination.
Over great waters
They use sight unseen.
There are fish in the rivers,
Prior to spawning.
Battling strong currents,
Or leaping upstream.
Amazingly agile,
Unceasing their efforts.
Knowing no limits,
Though by sight unseen.
There are animal instincts
Prior to mating,
Send herds across deserts
To locate their dream.
No mountain or forest
Prevents the intention
Of ending their mission
Without sight unseen.
There are people, who living
Prior to meeting
Instinctively knowing
Such distance between
Will never be barrier
To love's culmination
Of waiting with longing,
Despite sight unseen.
hello Fay.. I just returned from Karin's ma'am page to your page.. she has written a beautiful new one too.... this so beautiful too fay... loved it... there some poets, which i just cant get enough of! ! ! ! with lv shan
Flying in 'V' formation, they depart our shore warmer climes by invitation, away from winters roar Hibernation is for some, the long winter sleep some people don't have a choice, its for them I weep A very significant poem Fay 10+
Beautiful. absolutely beautiful....... very beautiful too.. beautiful
There are people, who living Prior to meeting Instinctively knowing Such distance between Will never be barrier To love's culmination Of waiting with longing, Despite sight unseen. Goodness in Nature cultivates trust in humans far off. Wonderful poetry as usual.
Interesting concept Fay, lovely imagery as always, thanks 10 Lynda xx
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
So much truth inside your wonderful imagery Fay...stunning piece...Fi 10+++