• Cast Your Fate into the Wind

    By Peter S. Quinn

    Hey there where have you been?
    I have been wandering away
    So much of the ocean I’ve seen
    From the dawn of new day
    Every rock and the billows high
    Have been my stepping stone
    Like green gray blue open sky
    When I was flying alone

    Refrain
    Cast your fate into the wind
    Every hour is behind
    Colors burning their chagrined
    Prisms joys you'll find
    Never ending songs of nature
    In times that are gone ahead
    Feelings joy befalling rupture
    Everything shades have bled

    Days of dark and few songs
    They come here in mystery
    In a timelessness to long
    Each with a different armory
    Falling grace shadows deep
    Flowing through the hours
    Nothing in remains to keep
    As their minutes towers
    Different ways of busy lives
    Secret place old ages
    With their burning on drives
    Going thru life pages

    Refrain
    Cast your fate into the wind
    Every hour is behind
    Colors burning their caricind
    Prisms joys you'll find
    Never ending songs of nature
    In times that are gone ahead
    Feelings joy befalling rupture
    Everything shades have bled

    Your dreams are days forever
    eternal flames of this life
    Fires that burn down never
    Thru the oceans of their rife
    Coming times of now and then
    In all the ways that on turn
    When your sky will meet again
    As the colors of daybreak’s burn - Peter S. Quinn
  • Buen detalle. - ángel mateo
  • the detail that makes the photo! - tallawah75

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That pigeon was really funny and not scared at all...
I took this photo in Portugal during a windy day.
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Cast Your Fate into the Wind

A poem by Peter S. Quinn

Hey there where have you been?
I have been wandering away
So much of the ocean I’ve seen
From the dawn of new day
Every rock and the billows high
Have been my stepping stone
Like green gray blue open sky
When I was flying alone

Cast your fate into the wind
Every hour is behind
Colors burning their chagrined
Prisms joys you'll find
Never ending songs of nature
In times that are gone ahead
Feelings joy befalling rupture
Everything shades have bled

Days of dark and few songs
They come here in mystery
In a timelessness to long
Each with a different armory
Falling grace shadows deep
Flowing through the hours
Nothing in remains to keep
As their minutes towers
Different ways of busy lives
Secret place old ages
With their burning on drives
Going thru life pages

brianv78, miluod abosleem, Dr. Ilia, mosab alsuhaim l مصعب السحيم, and 116 other people added this photo to their favorites.

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  1. gilbert.tambi 24 months ago | reply

    SUPERBE, des poémes avec beaucoup de coeur et d'émotion. bravo pour l'art sublime

  2. aviatorr727 22 months ago | reply

    I used to race pigeons as a kid. This is a pure-bred racing-homing pigeon and has an owner's band on his leg. He looks healthy, well-fed and is used to human company. Once I released 3 of my pigeons in Yuma, Arizona and 2 of them returned to our home near Los Angeles within hours. The third pigeon took 6 months to return home. Perhaps he found a girl-friend and started a family. He was a lover, not a racer :-)

  3. Photo--Graphy [deleted] 22 months ago | reply

    J'aime beaucoup

  4. I swore we were infinite∞ 17 months ago | reply

    Omg amazing:)

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