Patagonia
Quiet, parted by a gentle breeze
A still life beckons us to proceed
I smile as they gaze
Those tiny creatures endure their praise
I found my soul in Patagonia
Hide from their innocent eyes
Magic encased, our awaited prize
Dust behind and memories flow
Though snakes may cover the road below
There I danced as you pulled the strings
No idea the consequence of our fling
Rhythm melted the ice
Enlightened by your clever device
I found my soul in Patagonia
Never this unraveled
Emotionally traveled
Will you greet me where I land?
Do you know I understand?
I found my soul in
Found my soul in
Patagonia
Copyright © Ryan Echard | Year Posted 2017
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