our last defenses
stand strong in quiet relief
strength belongs to all
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our last defenses
stand strong in quiet relief
strength belongs to all
strength belongs to all
we seek in our inner cores
there is always hope
there is always hope,
the thread behind needle points
weaving dreams to life.
weaving dreams to life
the nightshifter plies his craft
threads to the future
Threads to the future
woven with intricate care
waste not a detail
waste not a detail
when writing of this beauty
upon a blank page
upon a blank page
i rest my pen, wondering
where to find the words
where to find the words
to describe this bliss now that
the month's at its end
The month's at its end
The new month would begin soon
Holidays will end!
holidays will end
autumn brings a gentle breeze
of coming winter
of coming winter
i can feel the chilling winds
from where i now stand
from where i now stand
view obscured, my thoughts like a
winding country road
Winding country road
twisting through the fields of gold
the hearty grain waves
the hearty grain waves
swell and magnify the scope
of earthen recess.
of earthen recess
a warped and cracked encounter
is forlornly sketched.
is forlornly sketched
the mountain tremble heard in
caves of solitude.
caves of solitude
fold around the thinking cup,
a glove is needed.