Panorama

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I follow the dying star to the awaiting place

Striding through the motion between time & space

A recurring moment I relive day in & day out

Trailing to the edge of the earth

Where the earth passionately kisses the sky

A wardrobe where the day changes into night

And the noble night flaps into day

A magical place where mother nature sprawls

Her emotions through the majestic rainbow

As she silently smiles at the end of the storm

Reviving humanities’ lost hopes and dreams

A fountain flourishing with endless life

A place where my heart will finally feel at ease

Drenched of that immeasurable peace

Yet I gently waltz towards the prospective future

With nothing at-hand but an imagination.

~Panorama~




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