Saturday, August 25, 2012

The Falcon In The Sky

You meet someone in your life that
feels like they were made
from your mould.

You meet your equal. Your you in another person's body.

People like them, they fly in your horizon.
They keep you company.

While you walk under the sun across every pebble and stone,
they soar above you keeping company.

Sometimes, they land nearby - near enough for you
to hear them rustling in the branch.

Sometimes, they land on your shoulder and your bond forms
a partnership.

thank you for flying out there for me, my falcon in the horizon.


Blogger Unknown said...

Wow!.. Such a beautiful post. So many metaphors. It left me speechless...

6:57 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Oh well...

10:12 PM  

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