I walked into the lawn and picked up a flower.
I picked up a flower and showed it to brother wind.
Brother wind blowing through the ages,all the people you have known,all a raging storm and faces blown.
The feather and brother wind
surrounded by thoughts and reason
still seems to exist.
The wind is my brother says he,blessed with wings of flight.
I live with you,you make my beauty known.
I show your power as you mine.
The measure of man,to be apart.
greed and lust bring him to his knees never knowning the truth,yet together under watchful skys a dream stirs in slumber and wakes to his eyes.
I walk into the lawn...


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