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see the faces in wondrous clouds

and the gypsy knighted walkers
awaken from dreams to imagine
the elusive winter ahead

see the magic twilight awaiting
and let not your heart be lost
nor torn along this new path

before you is the ancient page
with a voice of birth truth & life
leading your mind to peace

for you are among children as we
the dreams in an endless sea
you may pass the unsorted hill
lose your unmarked grave
leave your mother tossed
and your fathers wounds

for Father oak
is the breath of inner life
through Him the dawn speaks
His limbs bring on us
the love & truth so we are
forever free

birth me into a winged soul
reach out from the earth
to the sky
into a new dawn ...