Spiraling of Work and Play
Endlessly at play,
forthright in work,
evolving to the tune
of passion eclipsed
Build a house with satin bricks
to etch a song from roots to mist
We all belong
Enfolded in rapture
In dreams, capture the wandering
of the soul-
if
allowed to breathe
To heavens it will soar
Copyright © Justin Debrosse | Year Posted 2012
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