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Pastel Planet

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Oh green, you fill the air I breathe; So wet, and alive, your form. Oh blue, that fills the grounds below, how alive you keep its brown. Oh white above, how wide you reach, how warm, your cold embrace. On a summer morn, I feel the winter chill In the sun, I feel the moon. Oh Earth, so bountiful, yet reserved, and without– care and love, from all beings down here. I’ll bring you healing, […]


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Mind Matter / Shorts / White

The leaves fall down from yesteryear, from the aging tree; my soul. These leaves are grey– Not brown, nor gold, and to touch, they’re freezing cold. They’ve travelled along; through space and time, To come lie gently at my feet. Learning so much, Breathing so boldly, To just lie gently at my feet.