When I read the poems of poets <br />Who died before I was born… <br />I feel a timeless connection <br />Bypassing bridges that mourn… <br /> <br />To feel the breath of spring <br />And the sweet smell of flowers <br />I share the glow of a first love <br />Silently smiling inwardly for hours <br /> <br />To walk a path that has now vanished <br />Hearing the songs of nature that repeat <br />Seeing the aura of the golden sunset <br />Feeling autumn leaves beneath my feet <br /> <br />To glide on the wings of a soaring eagle <br />Living in a world where God is in view <br />Holding time in my hand… between the pages <br />Absorbing the essence of thoughts that ensue <br /> <br />1/30/08<br /><br />Theresa Ann Moore<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/timeless-21/
