Sun Dew

June 12, 2009
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From atop the mountains absorbed in gray,
From valleys yet unknown and hidden,
Green pillars await in warm sun rays
Embracing chance and hope that's been ridden.

A journey awaits at the edge of the trees,
An unending adventure from land to seas;
And if nothing else they shant divide
Into endless dreams that won't subside.

Through the swirling mist and shallow clouds -
Not even night shrouds -
There is always a light, a torch, in dark,
That with continue with an eternal spark.

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