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Kite String

I have a piece of the desert

I have a piece from the sea, a piece of rock from the mountains that be

I can hold all these things we see, in palms they can teach, all tiny bits of each

one piece I dream to hold, still out of reach…

So what if I got tangled up in the trees, flickering with lifes breezes

this birds eye view appeases…

The North winds blew, sending pogonips through

pores to the bone, it knew…it knew just what to do

Blowing leaves sparkling in suns rays

more beautiful than the first gaze, laid…

Sending signals to be consumed and strewn…

Showing us what love can do