The day is now not clear
But mist in the air
With little hope of tomorrow sky
Dreams that once were blue and high
Into the differences already
Going like flowers and grass steady
A dream that unfolds in silence
With illustrations of gone green trance
A love song of the never ending
Into time and more time blending
Flowing to the going past
With all that we thought would last
A turning of days in slope
The walk away departure of hope
With something that's still there inside
As we in our thoughts abide
Dreams that we thought were always
Now on to memory plays
That you have given and made
Like flowers of pale that fade
And nothing but abysses sea
With days in clouds forever to be
Like birds in flight playing the night
And finding a song
That serves reminiscences right
(Just like a cloud drifting away
From the days of sorrow
Bring in new trust for another day
So we may have still tomorrow
What has been lost you might find when
Trials are crossed within new hope again)
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