Friday, November 13, 2009

learning to fly


                                                                  photos by colby
music moved you, hit you
made you silent
thought of those days
seems all has changed now
irreplaceable, it finds its' way to the top again
those youthful days return
to find you there, listening
understanding all that is meant to be heard
and discovered
to be real
to be realized
is all you need

hand in hand, is the way we went
you and me
with the wind at our backs
the sun in our eyes, we knew
what the other had said
without speaking...
we knew that blue
was the new black
and that time was, in fact, on our side
listening for the signs, we find
that all of the dreams were real
even the ones where we fly.

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