Finding Me
Through gas-lit walks ‘neath falling leaves, Past forgotten dreams and summer’s breeze,To the coast, up in a cypress tree, Looking out across the sea, In forever’s shadow, among the waves,Dancing on melodies, such this world craves,Seeing with eyes of a poets heart,Speaking such words, dreaming in art,In eternal gardens imagined by me,This is my home and here I shall be. Written March 18th, 2001 © on Nov 02 2001 07:51 AM PST 0 • 12
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"Through gas-lit walks ‘neath falling leaves, Past forgotten dreams and summer’s breeze,To the coast, up in a cypress tree, Looking out across the sea, In forever’s shadow, among the waves,Dancing on melodies, such this world craves,Seeing with eyes of a poets heart,Speaking such words, dreaming in art,In eternal gardens imagined by me,This is my home and here I shall be...."