Lines Composed on a Birthday

I keep forgetting that I wrote this. It was about six years ago when someone on Facebook suggested I write a few lines on my birthday. At the time I called it "a first draft stream-of-consciousness let-the-words-fall-into-place attempt." It was composed on Facebook, and for a while, it only existed on Facebook. I am re-posting it on my blog today as I make one more complete circle around the sun.

  

Birthday Lines

Years are passing
Sights are fleeting
Thoughts are bleating
In the meadow.

Days are ending
Someone calling
Night is falling
In the glen.

Forward looking
Sometimes seeming
Like the dreaming
Of a lark.

Looking back
Across the lake
The foaming wake
Disperses soon

In the moment
Breathing deeply
Nothing cheaply
Enters in

Moving forward
Careful choosing
No sense losing
In the flood

In the circle
All is counted
Faith comes mounted
On a steed

Quiet times
Though days are numbered
Unencumbered
Spring rolls in

Finding grace
When time is swirling
Love’s unfurling
Fills the day.

                       ~ CK

 

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Photo: Shades Creek, Birmingham, Ala.
Credit: Charles Kinnaird



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