miss you e.j.
Through the path come to a w a y
Trees are older here, taller here they grow,
High as anything watching heavens swinging down below
Wrapped in colors clearly seen, in the dying indigo lights,
Feel the winds dancing trance so near
Where is everything we hear,
Spirit in waiting I heard your wings whirring in t i m E
Fiery feathers inside wheels of stars, speaking sacred names,
As I lay upon earth's sobbing breast of wordless dreams and snow
Wondering where we were so long as evening covers spread,
Deep in shades of Eden. . .
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2012-11-15 at 21:45
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Shades of Eden
Through the path come to a w a y
Trees are older here, taller here they grow,
High as anything watching heavens swinging down below
Wrapped in colors clearly seen, in the dying indigo lights,
Feel the winds dancing trance so near
Where is everything we hear,
Spirit in waiting I heard your wings whirring in t i m E
Fiery feathers inside wheels of stars, speaking sacred names,
As I lay upon earth's sobbing breast of wordless dreams and snow
Wondering where we were so long as evening covers spread,
Deep in shades of Eden. . .
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
Read 576 times
Written on 2012-11-15 at 21:45
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