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  3797.     

The Clouds Are Rising

The clouds are rising
With their surprising
Pictures from within
Taking their spin...
In a day of a new
As spring comes thru
In a breeze of a song
And a heart to long

The hours are giving
Each pleasure of living
For dreams to be born
On old winter΄s worn
The eye catching game
Of a colorful flame
In the colors behold
Those newborn from cold

Today life dances
In spring new romances
As we walk on
Thru memories gone
Summer is not yet here
With its beauty everywhere
But the sky is blue
With big opportunities to you
 
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  3798.     

The Clouds Up There

I think the clouds up there
That are drifting on,

Know about us down here
And how we get along;

If this were all untrue
Which I suppose I don't believe,

There wouldn't be clouds over you
Every time you feel lives grieve.

All the clouds up there
Drift through time and space,

In our sorrows we do share
Faith in various different ways.
 
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  3799.     

The Corns Of Dust To Dust

We have dreams to give and take
Anything we know for sure
Moods of tomorrow to up wake
That in Deep Ocean's lure
Morning breaks and dawns of days
Everything in newborn's casts
Colors sets in their many ways
The corns of dust to dust

What you say and what you try
With its parting's on
Every curve low and high
In to the night there gone
Sleepy eyes and the deep of truth
Rainy clouds in their drift
Songs of morning in their youth
Hours in their precious gift

We have thoughts to settle right
Making ways into a flow
Every hour's prospect flight
Into time that there may go
Try every tap that comes to a heart
Showing opportunities distance
Then song of mornings will start
In their opening mode instance
 
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  3800.     

The Cycle Of The Season

The cycle of the season
On the land and the sea
Each and every reason
Those come inside to be
When less is meaning more
And understanding relishing
What dimensions are for
That each day up is rising

This is art concealing arts
Of tides and windy shore
Where every weaving starts
To wake up and to explore
The relationship between lives
That fills the power of all
The forces of each strives
That makes the starting call

Each day we learn from reality
Where imageries pattern goes
What comes in passion free?
And give us each new flows
Wisdoms in memorable forms
Of longings that are there
In places and its storms
That embodies lines everywhere
 
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