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Poetry News Post #3475

Grass is always greener where the storms roam.

Written by: Blue Rose Sciran Aeglienne, Xuesheng Vei Lildu
Date: Sunday, August 17th, 2008
Addressed to: Everyone


'March of the Raindrops'

From a journey gone wrong
I found a place of song
Bringing me tranquility
Where the stars dance about
While the sun has gone out
And skies fall in unity

A world torn asunder
In climactic thunder
Bereft of all your pain
A beautiful landscape
A place you can't escape
My wonder within the rain

Try to listen
One and all
To the raindrops
As they fall
Heed this
My clarion call
My world awaits you
I've come to take you
Let this carry you home

This world I live in
You can believe in
The truth is well opposed
Don't speak in doubt
Of those left without
No view so narrow and closed

Now that I emplore you
As one who adores you
Come listen to this sound
A peaceful feeling
From sadness stealing
As the raindrops meet the ground

Try to listen
One and all
To the raindrops
As they fall
Heed this
My clarion call
My world awaits you
I've come to take you
Let this carry you home

Penned by my hand on the 8th of Scarlatan, in the year 487 AF.


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Poetry News Post #3475

Grass is always greener where the storms roam.

Written by: Blue Rose Sciran Aeglienne, Xuesheng Vei Lildu
Date: Sunday, August 17th, 2008
Addressed to: Everyone


'March of the Raindrops'

From a journey gone wrong
I found a place of song
Bringing me tranquility
Where the stars dance about
While the sun has gone out
And skies fall in unity

A world torn asunder
In climactic thunder
Bereft of all your pain
A beautiful landscape
A place you can't escape
My wonder within the rain

Try to listen
One and all
To the raindrops
As they fall
Heed this
My clarion call
My world awaits you
I've come to take you
Let this carry you home

This world I live in
You can believe in
The truth is well opposed
Don't speak in doubt
Of those left without
No view so narrow and closed

Now that I emplore you
As one who adores you
Come listen to this sound
A peaceful feeling
From sadness stealing
As the raindrops meet the ground

Try to listen
One and all
To the raindrops
As they fall
Heed this
My clarion call
My world awaits you
I've come to take you
Let this carry you home

Penned by my hand on the 8th of Scarlatan, in the year 487 AF.


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