eternity Poetry speed wind

Into Eternity

I fly up

soar do I

with a speed

not even sound

could overcome

I gather strength

gain I momentum

up I go

piercing through

like a wind

gently pass

rather merge

into eternity.


The Tournament.

Going across the bridge

not in a hurry

saw a small ridge

something to worry

stopped awhile

deliberated  for a moment

crossed without a trial

well, has won the tournament.