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Jacob Farr Oct 2011
When the skies are settled 
And out went the sea 
A rocky cave is shone
For all the world to see
And in Its depths in darkest waves
There shines a light,
Of fluttering filtered focus
There  swims a fish 
With but three fins,
Through lakes of reddened snow.
But light through every flake
Jacob Farr Oct 2011
Long ago I met the moon
On such a sorrowed  day
With all my heart,I came to love
That perfect broken moon
Though on a darkened,sorrowed day 
The moon, had gone away
And in the darkness left behind 
I was twisted, I was blind. 
Untill the day I saw the sun,
And the sun looked toward my way
I began to see, the sun and moon
Werer simply not the same. 
The sun out shone the lowley moon
A fool,  to be so blind.
So now I see, that there is more, there's beauty I can find
In people,places, sight and sound.
There's beauty that abounds
Jacob Farr Oct 2011
Long ago I met the moon
On such a sorrowed  day
With all my heart,I came to love
That perfect broken moon
Though on a darkened,sorrowed day 
The moon, had gone away
And in the darkness left behind 
I was twisted, I was blind. 
Untill the day I saw the sun,
And the sun looked toward my way
I began to see, the sun and moon
Werer simply not the same. 
The sun out shone the lowley moon
A fool,  to be so blind.
So now I see, that there is more, there's beauty I can find
In people,places, sight and sound.
There's beauty that abounds

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