it is here, i would take my heart
here, i would watch the world, fall apart
the might of the winds, the corners of the seas
fallen, belonging no more to the weight
the change, the ways of life
that people always live, not knowing
never questioning, just moving on
past the days, in the hours, laughing
singing, the merriment of centuries wrapped inside
warm, snuggling with soft delight
in a light of morning, in a light smitten by the dawn
whose image sees, but never reveals
the truth of what each of us feels
i want to move past, on into the sea
the waters that roll, move forth
from the clouds in the heavens
to the oceans on this earth
see what my eyes can see, and in blinds, see some more
past the edge of time, in the infinity of another's rhyme
beauty entwined, not with guile, but only release
in the heat of a presence, that my senses taste
with every open breath, on their lips
the water is drenched, and i move on through
continuing on, with all in you, that we could ever see
not with laughter, not with warmth, and true beauty of memory
i know the face of your soul, the way to seek passage
into this world i know, but your body is lost
somewhere on this earth, somewhere in the fields
of industry and decay
i must hold my breath, for one day i shall see
the color of change, washing over me
somewhere here, i know i belong
in the ways of beauty, and the honesty of our heart's
one true song
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