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Poetry News Post #1407

Embraced

Written by: Strider Machiavelli, Meren's Rising Dawn
Date: Sunday, March 30th, 2003
Addressed to: Apprentice Druid Iason Lighthawk


The water laughs at me melodically
And I laugh back in return
The air is so pure and the grass so green
What more is there to learn?

I'm laying underneath the canopy
With the stars hung up above
The birds are singing melodies quietly
The crickets chirp and I'm hearing now the voices of

Tranquility
Serenity
Stability

Running my toes through the sand
Watching horizons 'cross the sea
I see the gossamer of a butterfly
I wish that that could be me

The sun is setting now itself to rest
I sit and stare into its eyes
The blazing blindness that ensues
Suggests that I don't worry why

Tranquility
Serenity
Security

It suggests don't worry why
Just enjoy the view and ease your mind

Penned by my hand on the 9th of Miraman, in the year 331 AF.


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Poetry News Post #1407

Embraced

Written by: Strider Machiavelli, Meren's Rising Dawn
Date: Sunday, March 30th, 2003
Addressed to: Apprentice Druid Iason Lighthawk


The water laughs at me melodically
And I laugh back in return
The air is so pure and the grass so green
What more is there to learn?

I'm laying underneath the canopy
With the stars hung up above
The birds are singing melodies quietly
The crickets chirp and I'm hearing now the voices of

Tranquility
Serenity
Stability

Running my toes through the sand
Watching horizons 'cross the sea
I see the gossamer of a butterfly
I wish that that could be me

The sun is setting now itself to rest
I sit and stare into its eyes
The blazing blindness that ensues
Suggests that I don't worry why

Tranquility
Serenity
Security

It suggests don't worry why
Just enjoy the view and ease your mind

Penned by my hand on the 9th of Miraman, in the year 331 AF.


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