As scattered light spread by the dawn <br />Infused in nature we are born <br /> <br />As grey clouds cross the winters sky <br />With silver streaked we live and die <br /> <br />As cold winds blow the flurried snow <br />Into the night so we must go <br /> <br />But not before our time has come <br />To touch the earth to feel the sun <br /> <br />Our colours mixed our brush out flung <br />Our canvas painted with no plan <br /> <br />And yet so beautiful <br />This life of ordinary man <br /> <br /> <br />(Note: I use the term 'Man' here collectively to mean 'mankind' - all genres!)<br /><br />Egal Bohen<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ordinary-man/
