Walking On Stars
Walking on sunlight, spongy and soft like the grass
sauntering on the moon, blue cushioned bounces of joy
stepping on stars, silver bursts of happiness all around
flying with eagles, notorious wings of power and thrust
climbing an oak, filaments of wood on your tongue
entering soil, we feel like we are mulched like flowers
if paper airplanes float on water as well as sail ships
then why do we need a solid stern
take the slow ride home and loose your earth power
it will surprise you what is real and what is not
you will find that what is not is actually there
and what is real, can always be forgot...
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