WINDS
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I dreamt of the sky
Angels caressed harps
As my mother had once caressed me
Tranquil chords
Echo along the valley
As my father gazes on at me
With great reverence
The forests collude
To whisper
As I pass with the wind
Amidst the meadows
I dreamt of a fair beauty
Elusive among the trees
The majesty of her pitches
leaving hills to weep with sentiment
I envisioned
A cloud of tears
And upon it rest
Those I love, and have
In the quiet recesses of the dark
In the thoughful daze of the black
Among dead leaves and cracked concrete
Among lonely luminiscence and crescent moons
Among fear and the drudges of the soul
Among accordions of dissonance and columns of tombs
Lies light
And the life I once lived.