Levity
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If I can dream to fly away,
Where would I go?
Africa's dessert and leave my soul,
Under a tree burning alone.
Maybe the truth is finding a home,
In an oasis standing tall,
Somewhere in heaven not forgotten,
Burried with walls of stone.
I shall stay another day,
Sleep this morning with my groom,
His pillows made of Jacobs rock,
Wich holds my head past noon.
In his arms I still remain,
Like a virgin with the moon,
Crying with love I bathe his skin,
With many tears of joy.
Time it came for me to go,
And find another way,
Birds I followed south that day,
To distant cliffs unknown.
I must say I felt a need,
To trace my steps to him,
Yet I sailed to see the world,
And leave my heart behind.
Knowing that evening all the same,
That wich I became.
To the horizon I turned and sighed,
With laughter and much pain.
Lord! I said.
Vain! I am.
Narcist are my ways.
Take me whole,
To your world,
Please feed my empty soul.
So my words fairies heard,
And piety was redeemed.
Then I flew another mile,
Wearing angels smile.
On this journey I have met,
the rainbows I have sought,
Giving color to deep oceans,
where my love once wept.
Awake I am,
my eyes have hatched,
to see you from the darkness.
Standing firm you never left,
always by my side.
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