The Winds Of Time
By Jennifer Hobson
I am but a leaf riding on the winds of time, slowly I move as the winds begin to blow, my body twisting and turning as I ride the wind currents along lifes way. As the winds slowly cease to blow, I fall softly to the earth only to lay for awhile and rest for a spell, for I know the winds will blow again and my body will take flight. I will rise above the troubled earth as I move along lives path, I will soar high above again and look down on my past. As I venture into the future winds of time I will not be afraid for I have been there before and I know what life has in store.
Oh how many times have the winds been here before, I feel that their presence have touched, oh so many, yet so few will gain from their guiding path. Their currents stream across our land
cleansing our souls. Oh but a leaf I am blowing on the winds of time