The Consoling Nature
The sun peeks over hills
and its rays crawled up onto my skin,
Waves as calm as a mill pond and were
coated with liquid crystals -
Gray thoughts and unrequited love
A cruel sentiment that only made me cry -,
Recedes into fine thin dust,
Assorted flowers and tall trees,
They comprehend for oneself-,
The light,
somehow transcend back to the deep space
and as the wind wrestled through the night
Perhaps there's nothing else in this world
that made me less blue but you.
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