Monday, August 12, 2013

Like a boat on still water, catching the sky, the clouds...

Like a boat on waters stilled
Like a boat on placid a deep
me catches Your sky...
Where clouds orangy white
Flow, like balloons set free...
Like a day breaking fullest Songy...

Like a boat on you at rest
As if by your depth braced
me catches Your dreams
On sky left as it seems
Like cottony feathery light so soft
Like a day such by music ethereally brought...

And me gets there the perfect feel
Of your cool as you to a destiny me seal...
Catching your dreams, your clouds,
Your lighted sky on waters as floats...

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