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Elizabeth Santos
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0 posted 04-09-2000 09:14 AM       View Profile for Elizabeth Santos   Email Elizabeth Santos   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to Submit your Poem to Passions  View IP for Elizabeth Santos

The Quest

We start out learning how to fly
With destination marked
A star adrift in heaven's sky
A journey quick embarked
In dare addressed the skyward quest
So distant from a feathered nest

With unsure glide and thoughts afar
Attempt untested wing
Newborn feathers eye the star
Of youths envisioning
But awkward plume quickly consume
A journey long forecast in doom

And so we fall upon on floor
Unscathed and still with pride
With rumpled feather try once more
To reach the dream inside
With firmer plume we then resume
Our quest to reach a closer moon

But still the moon is out of reach
We land upon the ground
The lessons that our failures teach
Is knowledge cruely found
We would be proud to be enshroud
In freeflight through a misty cloud

It seems no one can true forwarn
What fate may come our way
A sudden summer thunderstorm
Squelches sun filled days
In midst of steer towards dreams sincere
We’re brought down by a lightening spear

Then with a much more stable quill
Embark on feathery  flight
Envisoning elated thrill
To reach the treetop’s height
With all the vim we’ve left within
We finally reach the lowest limb

And so it goes, the course of life
To land on dreams too high
Without the weathered daily strife
We’d never learn to fly
To achieve success it’s always best
To make a star the final quest

We reach the tree top limb by limb
Then fly the cloudy dew
A little further gliding through
The sky’s eternal blue
But conquering the stars on high
At times we’re just too old to fly

Elizabeth Santos

[This message has been edited by Elizabeth Santos (edited 04-09-2000).]
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1 posted 04-09-2000 09:27 AM       View Profile for Balladeer   Email Balladeer   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Balladeer's Home Page   View IP for Balladeer

You continue to amaze, Ms. Santos. This is terrific. From one who is too old to fly I shall continue to follow my grandma's advice....if you can't be a a bush.  
Seymour Tabin
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2 posted 04-09-2000 09:57 AM       View Profile for Seymour Tabin   Email Seymour Tabin   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Seymour Tabin

A wonderful poem from a wonderful poetest.
Like Balladeer said you are amazing.  
Love ya Sy
Janet Marie
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3 posted 04-09-2000 10:10 AM       View Profile for Janet Marie   Email Janet Marie   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Janet Marie

Liz, this is of perfection, words of wisdom, truly. what a perfect poem on this Sunday morn.This poem and you soar!!
take care, jm

Balladeer...your a might oak my friend!!
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