Monday, November 17, 2008

Rivers and Roads

six a.m. skyline
and I've never seen so much beauty
like the world was in a bottle
just for me
the way the dawn looked
igniting grey cloud formations
with the glowing horizon
framed by tall pines
and cold wind

dreaming of other pink morning
that made grass look like emeralds
sparklin' better than your eyes
and the road was a river
dark and mysterious
forever flowin' into new roads
that flow into roads
that flow into roads

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