Thursday, February 14, 2008

Prologue



Hide it hides
But not for long
When the trees brush away
It appears

Arrived I have
At a place where there are two skies
See it
Breathe it
Touch it
While the tranquility lasts

When the sky changes
It changes
When the blanket comes down
It swirls
It pushes

When it is all over
It breathes again
Breathing life into its periphery

I will stay
Where the river flows

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