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My Soul is..


My soul is river stone And fire fed Dragon eyed and embered Lurking in mountain’s jeweled gold Soaring on iron wings Praising sleep, precious sleep Under moonlight’s glow A howl, a beastly growl I start Knowing I must part And with sword of swords Or pen of pens I create myself all over again In vibrant hues of greens and blues Till embers are no more And when I find myself on sandy shore Wavering to and fro I create, I rebuild I stop, I start And all with my heard Molten stone of stones I fall apart Knowing I must restart And knowing wherever I go That the road will take me home
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