The sky is but a deeper sea
And which air is some invisible cloud
Time is longer than any man
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Waking up is the hardest part.
It is leaving that comfort and diving face first
Into pain.
It is awakening to face reality
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Dying was not among our plans
We were young, dared not question love
And carried the world with softer hands
With a dream still lingering above.
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Thy beauty is a flower garden hose
Giving life to happiness
Ensuring that each flower grows
Shedding pain of grief
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Is there a star out there made just for me?
Have I met it with the glance of an eye?
The one in broad daylight that I see,
Perched beyond all space and sky
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I am not one thing
I do not live to be one thing.
I do not dream one dream
Nor is there one song I sing
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In these fields I do find life,
A vast peace in slow moving days
All wins when there is no strife
And rules burned replaced with ways.
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It is morning and I see dawn
A swirl of colors not taught
It fades though not entirely gone
A canvas to paint a thought
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My time, you are an oncoming train!
Awakened by your lingering stay
My time, you are an approaching plane!
Grant me life but one more day.
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All movement is an art
Each glimpse of time is a treasure
What sits warm in the heart
Shall comfort the soul forever.
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