here we are sitting on
the edge of the pier as
the fog slowly moves
across the early morn;
the scent of dew covers
the silence of the day as
the sun peeks its way
past the everchanging day;
i hear the faint sound of
water splashing against
the side of the rowboat
as it peers out of the fog;
"are you ready?" speaks
the voice of confidence as
the master of the pen pulls
up to the side of the pier;
"where we going" i ask
with a faint voice of curious
as i enter the boat being
careful not to lose my balance;
"don't know" speaks the
kaster as he hands me an
oar and moves to the left
so i can place it in it clamp;
"We'll see when where get
there" he smiles as i look
bewildered about our journey
in this vessel of security;
and as we places our oars
in the water and pull back
for the first stroke i see the
sky open up to provide us
a rainbow...
bro, i love you as my brother in spirit and in truth. i am blessed to know that your pen rings like mine and our voices speak so evenly. As you seek the destiny God ahs for you, know that I am with you rowing when you rest for we are brother's in poetry and none can change that. I shall see you when you return...
the edge of the pier as
the fog slowly moves
across the early morn;
the scent of dew covers
the silence of the day as
the sun peeks its way
past the everchanging day;
i hear the faint sound of
water splashing against
the side of the rowboat
as it peers out of the fog;
"are you ready?" speaks
the voice of confidence as
the master of the pen pulls
up to the side of the pier;
"where we going" i ask
with a faint voice of curious
as i enter the boat being
careful not to lose my balance;
"don't know" speaks the
kaster as he hands me an
oar and moves to the left
so i can place it in it clamp;
"We'll see when where get
there" he smiles as i look
bewildered about our journey
in this vessel of security;
and as we places our oars
in the water and pull back
for the first stroke i see the
sky open up to provide us
a rainbow...
bro, i love you as my brother in spirit and in truth. i am blessed to know that your pen rings like mine and our voices speak so evenly. As you seek the destiny God ahs for you, know that I am with you rowing when you rest for we are brother's in poetry and none can change that. I shall see you when you return...