I Stand, I Whisper
I stand on a world
Composed of sand.
And build golden steps
Hand in hand.
I wonder about blossoms
Tucked into windows
And jump many chasms
Shunned into bellows.
I climb the mountains
High and tall
And sip from the fountains
All and all
The water is refreshing;
Brisk and pure
So it’s resetting
Bringing love so sure.
I gaze over the rooftops
Of those many cities
Behind those eyes tired
The snow ever flurries.
I sit atop clouds
Pondering when to rain
Where the world shrouds
Yet feels no pain.
And so I go whisper
Never so silent
“How does the wind blow
Ever so violent?”
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