On the Roof of River
The wings finally untied
The broken feathers laid on bushes
Turned into ashes
The memory of lame rests no more
On the store of the brain-game
New Breeze has leased
The opportunities to be ceased
Life has transcended
Beyond the mundane
Not so wild in the wide world
Seashore is no longer apart
The heart now is meandering ways
To uplift the drowning soul
And make its way to the edge
Heavy is the treasure
That life has hidden
In the pockets of Bay
Looking at the sky
With a huge wide ray
I hope to see all of it
Once again in the lives of all
That can rise and enjoy the lane.
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