High flight…

 

The sun sets on another day…

As I watched the sunset tonight, unable to take a picture as well as I liked, I was lost in the awe of the moment as it had been defined, in that moment I thought of the poem High Flight and a poem I wrote oh so many years ago.

As the wind buffeted I consider that I wandered lonely as a cloud above, watching the moments pass, feeling the wind, and feeling each breath that passed between, Somewhere in the depth of it all, I found peace in the moment, and silence in the chaos. 

At any rate, it was a great day, and each of us should have one!

So as the sun sets on another day, find your moment, and find the feelings inside, feel them , live them, then let them lead you to more good moments so you too can soar “where never lark or even eagle flew”

Sleep sweet, live for this moment and beyond, and love life every day…

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