Monday, April 9, 2012
Walking Light
Pure compassion, ideals of steel
You built a castle made of sand and
Looked out upon this distant land
Against the grain and with the wind
Running your fingers through swirling clouds
As you ran, painting the countryside with grins
The light of the universe in your eyes
As you disappeared into the night
True as they are, true a human being that has ever walked this earth
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