Hyacinth Sprouts
Forest bathed in indigo glow.
Where this world takes us will we ever know?
Dragonfly lands on azure rock.
These memories in our hearts we lock.
Sun glints off saphire waters.
For the fire are we just the fodder?
Hyacith sprouts on earthen floor,
To this life is there something more?
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moonlightmageposted on 05/25/2007
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