Soaring high,
                        Up into the
                              Limitless sky,
                                    A traveler,
                               With its red feathers
                             Exploded, into force, like
                            An airborne ranger, enjoying
                            Its freedom and it never
                               Worries what to eat
                 And, what to wear like a poet
          With his silvery quill, glowing
Inside, his soul, yesterday………today,
                    Tomorrow and forever!
                    A master, of his words
                     His life, free to write
                    And, never worries
                  When to stop, nor
                  To die, for his
            Poetry, will be
      Remembered
            By
           Someone

©2007, Ernesto Santiago

                                         Page Seeking Life

                                  Blank                Exploring

                              This                     Peace

                           Beyond                    The

                        Alone                 World

                      Travel      Joy        Unknown

                    Night      The           Letting

                   And      Feel       Others

                 Day       To          See

                 You              Using

                  Like         Silvery

                  Just    Quill

                       A

                     Am

                     I

©2007, Ernesto Santiago

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