Across the land
Across the light
I wonder how the distant forms i see
Take flight
In porcelain
And jaded green
Out-dated scents
And all the spaces in between
Should i attempt
To mark the air
With sound
And further wonder where on earth
It lands?
To long
To breath
To wonder how
To draw between the lines
And praise the lord
On high
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