“Ah, when to the heart of man
Was it ever less than a treason
To go with the drift of things,
To yield with a grace to reason,
And bow and accept the end
Of a love or a season?”
– from Reluctance, by Robert Frost
The Drift of Things
by Carmen H Gray
When a dream has been realized
Or a story has concluded
When the mission has been crystallized
The end cannot be precluded
It can be fought
It can be conscripted
It can be wrought
It can be restricted
Or, like light that finds
Its way into those dark corners
It can be allowed to shine
The drift of things, moving forward
Monarca Rising 
2 responses to “The Drift of Things”
“Moving forward” that is what is happening now. What a wonderful feeling that must be.
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yes it is. Thank you mama 🙂
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