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Early Morning
The birds sing on the Eastern seas
While the sun rises
And the wind giggles
What a sweet morning..
A lovely morning
Heavens gleam
as it watches the Earth twirl
In a ballet
A dance so beautiful indeed..
Tell me,
Lost Girl..
Have you found your home,
in this vast generous Universe?
Or has thoughts surrounded you
with what ceased to exist?
The sea whispers,
calling for your name
The stars twinkle,
begging for you to stay
Or does the moon
have something better to say?
Alas..
A map is a map,
not the traveller itself..
If it were,
it would have danced a dance so joyous
As if there never was,
not even the slightest,
tint of grey in one's heart
© altairsolaris
While the sun rises
And the wind giggles
What a sweet morning..
A lovely morning
Heavens gleam
as it watches the Earth twirl
In a ballet
A dance so beautiful indeed..
Tell me,
Lost Girl..
Have you found your home,
in this vast generous Universe?
Or has thoughts surrounded you
with what ceased to exist?
The sea whispers,
calling for your name
The stars twinkle,
begging for you to stay
Or does the moon
have something better to say?
Alas..
A map is a map,
not the traveller itself..
If it were,
it would have danced a dance so joyous
As if there never was,
not even the slightest,
tint of grey in one's heart
© altairsolaris
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