Imaginings
I see the vibrant colors of the dark,
Hear the silence of the trees as they talk.
Feel the heat of moonlight on stain colored glass,
Feel the loneliness of company at long last.
Say the words that no one speaks,
Know the truth no one seeks.
Fly on wings of feathery lace,
Eat the dish no one tastes.
Swim the sea of desert sun,
See the sadness of no ones fun.
Know the things that can’t be taught,
Win the battle that can’t be fought.
The heat of night, the cold of day,
The side trek we bypassed along the way.
The taste of light, the smell of sound,
Feel the lies upon the ground.
All this life, imaginings.
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Hear the silence of the trees as they talk.
Feel the heat of moonlight on stain colored glass,
Feel the loneliness of company at long last.
Say the words that no one speaks,
Know the truth no one seeks.
Fly on wings of feathery lace,
Eat the dish no one tastes.
Swim the sea of desert sun,
See the sadness of no ones fun.
Know the things that can’t be taught,
Win the battle that can’t be fought.
The heat of night, the cold of day,
The side trek we bypassed along the way.
The taste of light, the smell of sound,
Feel the lies upon the ground.
All this life, imaginings.
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