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The Clouds in the mornings Sky,
hit with the light from the rising Sun,
it has begun in a rise to a day.
The ample Verse to merely learn,
that Nature is my home,
a dynamic zone.
So blessed by her grace,
another example of how to say,
that silence reveals,
more than what's paved.
The Life of a Thousand goodbye's,
the enchantment of Solar tries,
the appeal of nothing marred,
just a reminder of how it's been barred.
The musical dance of a whimsical flight,
to memories that rite,
a magical play,
with notes to script another day.
The real exist of one that I miss,
is only remembrance in a writing like this,
to know that life can't resist.
The soaring of sound,
a delightful crowd,
the on-going 'round,
mischievous found,
a Man that's a Knight,
it feels so right.
The reach of such had,
Lifetimes Exact,
the turn of the clock,
will know a knew Stop!!
As past days of Roam,
deliver Atone,
at Present it's time,
to state that we might,
be in a plight.
Recover the scope of history in read,
the magic of dealing,
'cause Love is revealing.
The farther We travel,
the closer We Quest,
the Eternal release of what seems to know best.
Thoughts to the Stares,
I know you're out there,
my Mind still so bound,
by images and sound,
the drawn of surreal,
a measure to feel.
The Cards that still show,
a Joker I know,
the laughter of such is real and corrupts.
But if the wealth of what is still can be,
then it makes no matter,
the Stars are Our lead!!
Far beyond a tomorrow,
the past of a throw,
the determined will venture,
to do what is stowed.
No interruption,
a cause of known flight,
a friendly instruction,
the Fire burns bright!!
This World an Earth,
calls "So absurd"
the beauty of wonder,
walks on this turf.
A brightly re-sourced,
the causation enforced,
by only adore and a chivalrous lore.
