Seize the Hour…

 

Passion, the pulse of being,

pain and power of human

claim, desires of the mind

and heart; needs coursing

through veins.

Desolate souls, bewildered,

climbing through a pearly

haze, rise toward the wonders

of tomorrow, sweet, dew-wet

searching day-by-day.

Hours once slow go quickly,

flowers dying, cold is the

ground; the sky grows pale;

a weak wind wakes…life,

takes, takes, takes.

 

 

©2013.annjohnsonmurphree

 

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16 thoughts on “Seize the Hour…

  1. Seize the hour…with all your passions, your dreams, your hands, your eyes, your heart and your soul. You know what Ann? The more I read you, the more I like what I see! Thanks for all the Magic!

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