And then it went silent,
The breeze whispering sweet nothings in my ear,
The leering shadows of yesteryear are all but vanished in this new history here,
I see glimmers of young boys, Balloons in the air,
Chasing away days to come,
The futures delayed for these moments of youth in my community park,
These moments of truth in the spark of unity
I’ve never seen such green in teh sky before,
Falling about trees leaves dancing
Taking their stance against cold night
And fighting for the right to be free to be sunny,
These leaves are in their element,
Defiantly staring into the eyes of those
Who dare walk their shadows cast,
Who dare walk the darker path,
To have the courage that the sun will flourish
In the leafy shadows aftermath
I see the twinkle of the eye of the gentleman wandering by,
An older sir just searching earth for the essence of his her,
And barefoot the dirt carries him and urges him quietly on,
To believe this beauty of her now belonged to the beyond.
Whistle bird you heard me,
The same stardust as his her,
And you learn from me as I do you,
That we’re all connected, whistles and words,
Your view a little higher and your wings a little wider,
But thats about the very last thing that properly divides us.
Several years in sixty seconds,
Elastic bend of time and memory,
The misty mines they beckon us,
To revel in their geology,
The stars they reckon they can direct us in their inky black astrology,
And yet you think that man and beast are dissimilar in their biology.
We all think, we all breathe, we all need air and food and sleep, and
Our caring of each other weaves a web of global family.
These heartbeats thickcn,
A quickened pulse how I long for the winter solstice,
Theres things you cannot see that get their purpose from divinity.
Sew it into the very fabric of your life,
Write an excerpt of poetry on the whites of your eyes,
So when people look at you, they collide with
The thousand words your pictures and lies are creating,
Make this the only type of constant state.
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