walk miles many moons – for Scot

friendship | poems

walk miles many moons
to seek the suns of June

play in warm sand
build castles with your hands
wade into pearl spun waters
a glistening Christening
draw your arrows to the target
in the center of tomorrow’s courage

climb the white flat rocks
grip the grout
hold the tool firm
remember your God

meet the challenge with expectation
value in the equation
to experience perfection

spoken in eloquence
the angels cry to see you wince
something to prove a harlequin

the tears roll down like measurements
in the crown of your proud elegance
master of your own design
to feel your heart to know your mind

work till sundown he is kind
as a setting sun in a benevolent sky.

Do something awesome. Tell a friend: