Calming elixirs of melodies quietly strum my heart with
it's crystal teardrops, as they drop one by one into my
being.
A tender and silent composition, having been written to
soothe my mind from all of it's woes and turmoil.
Riding into the desert of life, hoping to find a reprieve
from lonely corners and edges of a tattered and torn spirit.
Solemnly tracing tears into an oasis set in the midst of
cacti and dried out earth.
Quenching my thirst as I take and aspirate a spirit of
individual hope and faith from days of the past.
Holding tightly onto all the beauty flowing into this
life of mine.
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