Seen from a bus, your second hand view, <br />But seen by me was perfectly new, <br />The sun seen rising to meet the new day, <br />The bus seen continuing on journey's own way, <br />Impressions of orange ribbon, seen sheered by mountain's earth, <br />Gave momentum to a day's new birth, <br />This view ever changing and quickly fleeting by, <br />Blue now upon you, the day's new sky, <br />For what I did see was a second hand view, <br />The beauty, the power, now seen by you.<br /><br />M Rene Riel<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/second-hand-view/
