Silent, still
waters forever run deep,
Stood firm, no
retreat,
Believed,
breathed, took the leap,
An angel
counted every beat.
Pockets bursting,
with loves rich rainbows,
Found the
eternal golden thrones,
Sunflowers
bright, stand tall in rows,
We danced
barefoot between circle stones.
Copyright Mark Osmer 2014
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