Dreams and Tilted Flowers
Our skies of gold
And songs of the streams
Sounds of angels' voices
In our everlasting dreams
While our souls laid there
Upon the flowered grass
There still remains one memory
One thousand years to last
The flowers that we aspired upon
Still tilted as we dreamt.
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