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The trance of your cadence is marvelous
steady, always climbing silent new walls
yet we might hear your cry to recall us
a treat to our eyes, with each white cap falls
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upon rock, mixing soil, leave sign of rife
battle internal released in shallow.
Long ago mothers recall quiet life
with now a soul you garnered in gallows,
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scream wind a spiritual compass within
leaves our naked eyes curious while we seek
new lives, next days, in sound waves to begin
stronger response in Her grasp of the meek.
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Share this wonder rampant in earthly rhyme
Our heartbeat will you gracious measure time
This is beautiful
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Thank you SG, maybe a start of a series 🙂
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That’s awesome Thom!
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