Friday, February 4, 2011

The horizon ended
To see the day liberate


It had been in dust
Covered and all alone
No one could see
What it could weave
So it layed in sands
Over days and days
In love with music that it
dreamed
Waiting for that one intense
moment of belief
To rise from the dust
And demand a life
The life of the day
Determined and led by
the dream it sang

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