divine
is the god's hand
who fashioned this dreamworld
lacy landscapes, sharp canyons, and
green earth
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divine
is the god's hand
who fashioned this dreamworld
lacy landscapes, sharp canyons, and
green earth
green earth
i let slip through
my care worn fingers as
i gaze across my homeland and
i cry
i cry
kicking, screaming
tantrum girl, you hush now
stop your fussing and go back to
slumber
slumber
deep in your dreams-
Luscinia's midnight
song fills the sky, until morning
wakes you
wakes you
with a soft kiss
from silent dreams to peace
a warm hug, from sweet loving arms
my love
my love
was not enough
his self-destruction was
predetermined, his inner self
damaged
*welcome back, Pen*
damaged
no he was not,
cuts, yes, through which sun poured,
filled him with light, broken too but
healing
healing
without a touch
loving eyes mend her cuts
gentle words soothe her suffering
stand now
stand now
washed in the rain,
granite cliffs, let them fall
slowly, your burdens grain-by-grain
earthward
^^^ Love that one, Fire.... :)
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earthward
plunging, afraid
to close my eyes against
the throttling forward of life's great
skydive
skydive
jackknife or swan
no worries for landing
gravity loves you but for now
sail free
sail free
cast off your chains
let the wind blow you past
the snowy northern glaciers, then
climb up
climb up
foot over foot
to reach the highest peak
from the valley to mountain top
success!
success
is a state of
mind, not to be found on
mountaintops, nor in ocean's depths,
in you
in you
I can see me
In me you are but not
yet you and me are me and you
who knows?