*Excerpt from 'The Book Of Jake2Jake'*
A voice singing like wind on the river shadows brushing past the sun
Baskets woven from the leaves of dreams and rhyme,
Sail like dancing angels spreading heavens wings wide as they spin
No one is there to wake or yawn ten thousand daybreaks before dawn
Listen for a moment, rapt in a trance heavens never end,
Only the songs of light ever growing a day to flower over night
Rich nightsoils composed of the body that lies and dies so grave
Feel the river rise and wave freely to the day, loves everyone
A voice singing like wind on the river shadows brushing past the sun.
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2013-01-11 at 23:45
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Past The Sun
A voice singing like wind on the river shadows brushing past the sun
Baskets woven from the leaves of dreams and rhyme,
Sail like dancing angels spreading heavens wings wide as they spin
No one is there to wake or yawn ten thousand daybreaks before dawn
Listen for a moment, rapt in a trance heavens never end,
Only the songs of light ever growing a day to flower over night
Rich nightsoils composed of the body that lies and dies so grave
Feel the river rise and wave freely to the day, loves everyone
A voice singing like wind on the river shadows brushing past the sun.
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
Read 614 times
Written on 2013-01-11 at 23:45
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