CPoetry

the other day there upon me my eyes due laid. riding the back kissing the wind be a willow spray. outside of here all else before my fight due stayed. pushing against standing so firm my strength cease to fray. until now is to know again born new is today. riding the back kissing the wind i am willow spray. ::: do not be the fish who swims in oil. be that fish who swims higher--- nearer to the surface; be that fish who again breathes water! ::: amongst the black coats, black scarves, black gloves, black ties, and black shiny shoes is the one whom cannot cry for he is joyful. he whispers, "You my friend are free. Truly free." ::: born to be the fastest animal on this living planet, the peregrine falcon does not know its level of speed. it does not know of its cone-shaped nostrils to help it breathe at high velocity. it does not know it has both long and short sight vision