Migration

Above the plains and prairie
Through the woodlands and hill country
Across the depths of water's body
Undeterred by storm or winds' ravaging,
The birds of migration press on.
Seasons end, time shifts, landscapes ebb and flow
like memories.
But, life, oh that persistent life to endure,
to return, lives on eternally
For as long as the beat of heart soars on the wings of hope.

Dan Grotewohl