~
*A fire built within
We come together
we break apart
A wind that blows past
and does not return
Carnival of light
moving colors
in the overcurrent
Where is heaven above?
You'll only hear
the hummingbird
skyward bound
Before finally combusting
somewhere in
the upper atmosphere
The resulting cloud
is probably still up there
— more proof that it pays
to shoot for the stars*
~
Dec 21, 2021
Dec 21, 2021 at 9:22 AM UTC
~
*A fire built within
We come together
we break apart
A wind that blows past
and does not return
Carnival of light
moving colors
in the overcurrent
Where is heaven above?
You'll only hear
the hummingbird
skyward bound
Before finally combusting
somewhere in
the upper atmosphere
The resulting cloud
is probably still up there
— more proof that it pays
to shoot for the stars*
~
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