Silent river rocks
making the water murmur
gossip of fairies.
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Silent river rocks
making the water murmur
gossip of fairies.
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Droplets of sunlight
laughing off the children’s eyes,
singing future’s past.
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Un océano
de tiempo navegamos
con velas de luz.
Desert road plays games
of sun-stroked winds pretending
to be far out mist.
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Moon swims in cool breeze.
Silent she wades through Earth’s sea,
turning mind to buoy.
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I am illegal.
I am everywhere a guest,
and NowHere is home.
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Early morning fog,
rolling up to deliver
news of Spring’s visit.
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The harsh midday sun
draws out dry thirst from my throat
and dew from her lips.
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This heart, keeping pace;
drumming the rhythm of all life.
God’s the First Drummer.
A day’s created
each time I open my eyes;
Heaven, when I love.