In a temple a wavering flame
Walking in the water as it watches
Through the falling limbs of time
Over the banks of melting snow
Surrounded by an endless energy
On the rise a light feeling
Memories harder to remember now
Turned over to their rightful history
Still driving a moment of time
Left without energy to give
Now the new frontiers
Loaded with artful potential
As nature holds it arms out
Winds of whispers and milk
Two birds laughing for a spring
Wooden spoons tapping
Tamborine Nirvana
Syndromes and theories born
All is less as the wishes have been granted
To be grateful
Within a silence calm
Fortunes found in a tin pan
Worn threads sewn
Sprinkles of understanding
Letting it all go in the learned way of now
Smooth criminal without crime
Post war imagination
Love is violent with all beauty
Significant moments seeing old visions
New frames to hammer in
Standing upright in the crash
Language dances along the lines
As it shall be a part of
Larger themes connecting
As blue turns to purple
Black and white to a fade
Grass on the beach
Footprints of family
Baskets for fruit
Lying back in the hover
To represent fully
A formless presentation
Playing in the undertow
Teachers send us surfing
Imagination hearts
Hazy Acres 
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