Here is where I am going.
chadwick
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Perhaps she is there,
my topmost sky beauty.
Perhaps she is my stone,
my mountain
scraping the sun's home.
She is golden bright luster
against a flying ocean abyss.
Her name
is grander than rainwater is fresh.
She mustn’t be of this world
yet surrounds it.
Each blade of grass,
each tree
jumps up from its root systems
just to be in her presence.
Birds fly home
between the folds of flowers
and her dreams.
my topmost sky beauty.
Perhaps she is my stone,
my mountain
scraping the sun's home.
She is golden bright luster
against a flying ocean abyss.
Her name
is grander than rainwater is fresh.
She mustn’t be of this world
yet surrounds it.
Each blade of grass,
each tree
jumps up from its root systems
just to be in her presence.
Birds fly home
between the folds of flowers
and her dreams.
for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
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