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This is not a place
but a state
of mind
not body
and a flow
a rush
with a hush calm
that storms through the skin
the field is still
as the wind howls
and blows
as the moon lit trees
shine in day
the silver clouds fall to
the grace of a changing
still life of the landscape
the gound grows
as your heavy steps fall
the shodowie day breaks
out from the illuminating moon
to grace the eyes of those
who will it to end
what you take is yours to breathe
and what you see is yours to hear
silence falls into glass
and sheaths it's dreams
- Title: dreamscape
- Artist: youcaska
- Description: this is a poem i wrote and i'm woundering what people opinions on it are and what i could improve on so please comment.
- Date: 09/18/2010
- Tags: dreamscape
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