Wednesday, April 2, 2008

Seasons fade
Gently spring to summers wrath
Falls cool embrace to winters death
For this we trade
Permanence, Solidity, Temperance
Vibrancy, Variety, Vicissitude
The house in Kansas
For the yellow brick road
Even if we have to step
On the which is here
To get there
To face our lions
Follow our paths
Find our cities
Made of emerald glass
Step on rainbows
Wonder why
Diamonds rarely fall
From the sky
Ah yet seasons won't stop their cycle
Years pass from days
Time our closest friend
Even she betrays
In the end
Our adventures done
There must come
An end of one

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