we quietly glide away
with tears and unspoken good-byes
with pinpoint lights as our destiny
and peace as our final birthright
leaving behind, those that cannot understand
until they themselves join this silent symphony
it is not a time to cry
for this is a celebration of change
the rewards are now eternal
and life’s chaos is but a fading memory
time surrounds us with this experience
always remembered…
always returned to...
and beyond despair
From – Alternate Visions
ponart
Copyright 2000
Patrick M. O’Neil
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Full image: January 2010, nest in patio Ficus
Reference: Collection 17, Poem ID= 184