A mighty winged entourage comes swiftly on the hills
The sunrise sweeps the dusk away
The ocean drinks the swills
Surrounding trees persuade the gulf to dry her tears in love
A gentle breeze removes the stains, her cheeks were blazoned from
This dawning day has words of hope and muscle for the bone
The wind calls forth her fingers dance to face the wind alone
But not alone, for You are here, in memory and form
So twas it was and so shall be we do not roam alone
This heart a well of song and truth these shattered dreams to hold
So run to You a slave to Love
These seconds shall You hold
Be pierced o heart and listen not to torments in the sea
For yonder comes the valley mist
In all these moments be.
11/7/18
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