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Of Rings
The trees move past me And the sun above me, around I can see that yellow everywhere - In the dawn sky between the black and blue, In the graveyard milestones I cross by and by, In the rings of fire of the noon star, In the fragile leaves waiting to fall at my touch. I can see that warm yellow cut by his sharp rings of black. I cruise past the winged wildlings And drift as slow as the setting sun. I can see that shape-shifting yellow everywhere In the many mad-made temples of mistruths In the machines racing to nowhere lands And in the hearts of men that ride them. I can see that blood yellow, it's etched in my sight. I'm standing still and the world is moving behind, I can see life and I can see death in the rings of my fingers. I can see that yellow that's so bright, it's the color of love Lighting up on the touch of skin on skin And in the center of trees as old as the world And in the souls that eyes cannot see. I can that yellow that's not yellow, and it's breathing rings of life into me. I'm alive again.
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