Journey of the Aborigine

Reflections on the River
Ghost
Some Soul

All of these days

Sometimes
 

 

 

All of These Days

All of these days

I run like the Wild

All of these days

That flow through my Life

 

All of these days

They pass in a haze

All of these days

My path is a Maze

 

All of these days

I cry to the River

All of these days

The Moon just a sliver

 

All of these days

I pray to the Sunshine

The Stars, Moon & Sky

 

I strive through the Winter

My Heart just a Splinter

 

All of these days

Igniting the Spark

All of these days

Coming out of the Dark

 

All of these days

I claim as Today

  

All of these days

That leave without trace

All of these days,

Small marks on your face

 

The glow of your eyes

Your youth so alive

The slant of your smile

Make my being soar high

 

All of these days

I drink to the Gods

Who bless our Ways

 

All of these days

I run like the wild

All of these days

That flow through my Life

 

All of these days

I live for the Moment

All of these days

I claim as today!

                                                     E.B. 7/04

 

 

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