M Rene Riel

might i make mention,
of a looming crimson sky
this moment now fleeting
and will quickly pass you by
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Into a melody, a memory shall flow
Guided by an echo, and, ever so slow
O're to the mountains, t'is dancing on a breeze
T'is the echo laughing with the trees.
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shall i serve you cookies and tea
won't you share a time with me
for there is laughter in my heart
for the first time since you did part
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A milestone of the heart
Has the wind for a friend
Tis inspiration for the soul
That stays true to the end.
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lead me not to a path of righteousness, but, rather
lead me to guidance and understanding

bring forth a truth, so contageous and colorful
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into the wind
we all will soar
and flightless dreams
will be no more
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The king the Willow and I, one day
Set our sights for fun and play,
The king is my brother, the Willow a tree,
And the letter I belongs to me.
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Seen from a bus, your second hand view,
But seen by me was perfectly new,
The sun seen rising to meet the new day,
The bus seen continuing on journey's own way,
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I ponder during the day
Certainly at night time too
For if I didn't ponder
I'd have nothing to do.
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sing my little city dove, sing
for their is delight in the songs you bring,
upon sunny day's and warm skies
while sirens ring and the city cries.
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A ship has set sail
And its anchor aweigh
A dream will come forth
From that very day
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Stillness,
fades from an
awakening memory,
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enchanted are the hearts
that frolic in the depths of a vibrant soul
for there is life
in the heart of the nurtured
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seek not for the pounding of the heart
but pursue the caress of the gathering
if it is not your true self,
then where is the wanting soul?
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Love awakens the inner self,
and let's bloom what is to bloom.
Innocence can die young,
but, a heart can cure.
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to embrace who you are;
'I am what I am'
to see life as it is;
'I see what I see'
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there a white cloud
abandons a blue personna
a tree rests
in the air of day
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I
am
driftwood,
in a sea
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stranger, there thee well
a boy and girl play kiss and tell
the wind rocks a billowy cloud
the rocking of the leaves heard aloud
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a solumn vow had been uttered
after rage had erupted
there in the pit of his stomach
he swore, 'Never Again! '
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