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Wanderlust

For one hundred and twenty years
Trapped in the maze of this mirage,
Where I began, I can go back never;
Here I stand and face the bare fate
Or is it nothing but the illusion ever?

As Aurora releases the first dewdrop,
I go high over, down under
From one end of the horizon to the other
Across the five continents and six oceans
Above the heavens, below the abyss
Far into the milky ways and back to earth
with the jewel of hope in beatitude.

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Lilt lullaby

The wind of shrill west rides

On the scarlet waves of sunset,

The sun sinks into the edges

Of the horizon in a soft silhouette,

The longing for the unknown

Mysterious, amorphous, gorgeous

Springs from the wings of Pegasus.

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Dulcet, Capacious, Illuminate

She followed a full bright moon

That appeared from the ocean’s edges

Where day’s detritus disappeared soon

Under the arch of rainbows over the horizon;

Upon a hill across the moonlit lanes

She looked at the world below

Revealing wondrous symmetries

And every part of her breasting the breeze

From the ocean far away yonder

She flew down the starry stairs 

With felicity that was not ecstasy

And resembled pleasure only

As the breeze resembled wind