HAWK ON THE WIND

IS IT A THOUGHT THAT ENTERS MY MIND

CAVORTS ABOUT, SPENDING TIME,

OR, PERHAPS A FLEETING FANTACY,

A PICTURE OF YOU, DANCING WITH ME,

 

A FUTURE EVENT NOT YET BEGUN,

GIVES ME HOPE LIKE THE RISING SUN,

CHASES THE DARKNES OF THIS LONG NIGHT,

MAKES ME SMILE, ERASING THE FRIGHT?

 

OR, RATHER BELIEF IN PROMISES TRUE

THAT I WILL SOON BE HOME WITH YOU,

THAT MAKES ME SOAR LIKE A HAWK ON THE WIND,

CIRCLING TO LIT, IN YOUR ARMS AGAIN.

 

 

 

Copyright © 1996 John H Dumke