Wednesday, January 25, 2006

Look there, yonder
Where the stares of mine
Have burnt a vision
That I see
That you do, too

See, what appears from within
A sky
New and blue
See it swell
See it swallow
Hell, and a loss of tomorrow

See the green that screams
For caresses it needs to feel
The touch that would trigger
The new world that may be


Hush, scared little bird
Hush!
Let your wings be the sky
Warm the seas and the lands
Let them be your child

Bring them to life
Bring them to me

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