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->The Evermore

DrewTM

Written by my brother David.
I thought it was Worth Noting.
Originally posted here.

The Evermore

to swing with you
on an old porch swing,
to sing with you
resounding songs of joy
that transcend language.
outpourings of feeling.

Together
like two fledgeling phoenixes.
wherever we want,
like bumblebees.

above the earth like silent watchers,
ready and poised
to enter being with a blast,
to exude living energy.

to sweep through the air and cross the sky,
and command the clouds
that tower in the firmament,
only to come down with the rain

and splash in puddles.
so soft,
but cold as ice
like the frigid air that brings exhilarating silence
when it's so cold we can see our breath.

to run on the moonlit grass in summer,
the cool blades prickling our feet
and the warm air swirling with the dance
that was written on our hearts at the beginning of time.

Or out on the earth,
conquering vast expanses of wonder,
discovering beautiful intricacies of being
and imparting upon life our hearts
that are beating.

This essence that fills our veins!
no one can take it away.
meet the boundless potential.
Drink in the day!

the evermore lies waiting.
no use staying only for life to arrive, and late.
no, we will meet it with a smile,
then challenge it to a neverending game of tag

God's green earth is out there,
He will show us the way.
we have many things to do and words to say.
To climb to new heights,
to live, to breathe.

not knowing where you are,
Here I am waiting
to begin the journey,
live life, and breathe

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11/25/2008 01:47:00 PM



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