2/19/16
Far above the valley I walk,
My ears sense the mystical flutes
My brain conjures scenes of deities amongst rocks,
And to the whole world my Radiance shoots.
Amongst the Sauragos my feet stride
My eyes glimpse the deep shadows fade,
I use the Dawn as my guide
To lead my soul out of the Shade.
Making sure to properly glorify the day,
I took note of how the colors were painted
And warbled with the birds my praise,
Then shared this Beauteous news with those I'd been acquainted.
In complete Fool's confidence, I forgot
How I'd accidentally made those I loved upset
And what effect some of my words had wrought.
So, of course I had to fret.
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