the brook of the meadows flows through
plush, nourished land that is untouched with reason
allowing all faith to surface In these years
building within streams that glow
as soft, irredescent hope
without fears of tomorrow
silence breathes insight into the night
ripples in the water balance the melody, lightly
simply caressing your thoughts
opportunity strokes the beginning of time
and you saunter about this brook
reaching into its depth to envision a life
passed your failure keeping in flight
of your achievements
press into this daylight all that you fight for
and remember to never look back
it is only taking from thee
and praise this song of your destiny
it whispers and engraves in your heart
all the wishes of your life as an art
pouring richness into this castle of prosperity

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