I'm winging it on a rainbow
Surely I will find
That place where
the rainbow touches earth
with golden mist Devine
Within the hills
beside the wind-swept
crystal seas divide
I will await you there
Knowing there to find
the missing moments
Once now but not
forever lost in time
Sheltered there from storm
Awakened there from sleep
The part and participle
of a life forever stoic
beyond the oppressive tide.
Wing it on a rainbow
Touch it and you will shine
As the rainbow touches earth
with the golden mist
of the Devine.
I will await you there.
-R.
(9.17)
-LA
Oct 2, 2017
Oct 2, 2017 at 10:43 AM UTC
I'm winging it on a rainbow
Surely I will find
That place where
the rainbow touches earth
with golden mist Devine
Within the hills
beside the wind-swept
crystal seas divide
I will await you there
Knowing there to find
the missing moments
Once now but not
forever lost in time
Sheltered there from storm
Awakened there from sleep
The part and participle
of a life forever stoic
beyond the oppressive tide.
Wing it on a rainbow
Touch it and you will shine
As the rainbow touches earth
with the golden mist
of the Devine.
I will await you there.
-R.
(9.17)
-LA
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