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Idyll
There is a place
in the native land
of my blood
where passion flows
like honeyed waterfalls
and love is gold
shared by all.
Evergreen meadows
stretch into boundless horizon
and our hearts
are always full
with the ancient water
of a dragon-scaled river bank.
This is my homeland, you and I:
we capture sunsets
into sable baskets
and watch them blossom
in our lungs
so that we breathe nostalgia.
Euphoria blooms like magnolia petals -
packaged into ivory boxes
and sold by the pound.
An infinity of verdure and sunshine
dances outside us, inside us…
as streaks of goldenrod dusk
sink into the silver lining of our veins.
Take my hand
and let us rejoice together
as the flight of
the independent bird
transpires into our souls
until we soar higher, higher
through heaven’s gate
into the undiscovered vitality beyond it…
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