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From out of the rain
Like a pinwheels in the wasteland
Water soaking up the sun
Careening, spinning away
Still leaving the unbroken skies

Splintered, inspiring rainbows
Donuts of fragmented lights
Misted drops in motion
Spun, shattered diamonds
Little tricks of stars

A kaleidoscope of mirrors
Each of mystical themes
From sky to barren earth
So short in flight
Hearty in life

That tremendous fall
Of a single drop, from heaven
So far to break, always apart
Explosion of color, to earth
To sing, eventually, again
Simple wheat
Grows in
Spanning far beyond
As the eye sees

Blanketing,
Like a golden snow
Rich in color
A show of life

A reaper works
Swinging scythe
Toils in to view
And cuts deeply

A harsh work
With long days
Bringing death
So life can continue

Feeding bellies
Bringing smiles
To rounded cheeks
So life goes on
Born from the heat of hell
A smoke filled glass
Catches your eye
A reflection in perfect time
Darkens and river softened
Sharpest edges worn smooth
Once, able and tooled
Weaponry of demons
And history's schools
Now lost for a time
And razored edges soothed
Plucked from a pool
An innocent girl
Plays with it in warm sun
Soft and blended,
Dark colors spoiled
Frozen in glass
Held to the light
Just to see
She can just see through
A trick, a trap
Her soul catches
And held
Between layers
Soft colors
Almost like
Light
Shining though
To catch your eye
And tease yours,
Too
Mercurychyld
Look to blue stained greys
Raise your eyes and see
A teetering balance
Between drops of rain
And clear, happy skies

Look between the clouds
See past reflections
And tricks of light
Beyond our skies
And to the stars

Hold your hand
Ground you close
As fears rise
Thrifting your own
Stifle cries

There are worlds
Beyond what you see
More than you can allow
I can't give you dreams
But show you the way
Lazy days bring casual dreams
Warmth of you, next to me
Stirring slightly, tucking in
Your breath, a gentle snore
Here and there

Sunlight presses in
Bringing the day
And a press, busy later
But right now
You're in my arms

Holding you close
A perfect moment
Follow another
Slowly ticking
Waking comes

Like rain
Gentle tapping
On a soft roof
So sheltered
From the storm
All your stories
Built in days done
Bits and pieces
Of dreams and horrors
Containing fragments
Of tears and joy

To begin and live once more
A harbor of practiced sanctuary
Given dreams that fear
Never come, never mind
The things whichever breathe

Twist in place, be taken in loving arms
Safely knowing here
No clawing past can find you
You are hidden in a future
Never before imagined

This was not where you sought
A place which compromised
Would bring you back
To the past, found again
Although here I'll be

By your side,
To live and protect
Serving as the walls
Bricking back the past
And forever loving you
Bring lights with your voice
A colorful, soft noise
Spoken under breath
Concentrate to hear

Under the sound of the world
Musically inclined
When you think no one is listening
Or maybe you don't even notice
But I hear your voice

From the corner of my eyes
I hear you coloring the world
Bringing color to this drab place
Always inside the lines
Filling pages with a future

With the radio or
the hum of the road
The tires droning on
As the road passes along
And we along it
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