Hallowed
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Where is beauty found
Hark, upon hills lofty heights
in the subtle breeze lifting
and upon heavens infinite light
To touch the endless corridors
where splashing colors entwine the simple grace of life
Hark, for I have tasted the whispering wind
where nirvana rests at my side
immersed with dreams aflutter
abreast on the winter wind of song
my eyes gaze in marvelous wonder
as my soul sings along
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Copyright © Rick Parise | Year Posted 2012
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