Dreaming

I walk

And talk

About life

So righteously

I mistake

The beginning

Of what could

Be a wind

You take from

Me

Plenty

Now let me

Sew

Into the beauty

That engulfs

The angels

And must

Accuse me

Of plainly

Accumulating

Too many

Hopes

And dreams

To worry

About the ending

Of times

So wonderful we are

When we find

Our calling

Is actually

Part of

Our day
and our night

May I entice you

To reach higher?

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