with unsure steps, tread the ground
gaze out with open eyes
cast away all fear and doubt
let the music sing your soul
this river will wash your bedrock
polish the rough stones of your longing
flow away your worried mind,
when this love-seed settles in the soil of your heart
your rose will bloom, in fertile field
where nightingale warbles its melodious tune
lay down your head upon alfalfa pillow
let the music take you high
where daffodil dreams and mystic streams
sing you sweetest lullaby
now close your eyes and feel the pull
this song the lodestone to your heart
drawing out your own sweet tune
hear gentle clouds that roll on by
smell sweet the scented breeze in sky
feel the love,
let go,
now fly
--bruised orange
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