Ride fast the inevitable wind,
soar on clouds of blue and grey
to see the end of the horizon
and treasures captured in mist.
Touch softly fields of iridescence
still to hear the thundering rhythm
of jumbled pounding answers
tossed to trembling anxious hearts.
Drink loud the water of life,
inhale colors from earth and sea,
pluck the moments and memories
and cast all pain aside.
Sleep the twilight of children,
dream tempest storms of love
and keep within the hours
sweet breath and presence eternally borne.
soar on clouds of blue and grey
to see the end of the horizon
and treasures captured in mist.
Touch softly fields of iridescence
still to hear the thundering rhythm
of jumbled pounding answers
tossed to trembling anxious hearts.
Drink loud the water of life,
inhale colors from earth and sea,
pluck the moments and memories
and cast all pain aside.
Sleep the twilight of children,
dream tempest storms of love
and keep within the hours
sweet breath and presence eternally borne.
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