You are sound asleep through a storm
As hailstones pelt the roof’s gutters
Surrendering, to a deepening calm
You will awaken restored
To a piercing white light,
To a blast
Revealing endless shades of green
You are sound asleep through a storm
As hailstones pelt the roof’s gutters
Surrendering, to a deepening calm
You will awaken restored
To a piercing white light,
To a blast
Revealing endless shades of green
Keeping the world immersed in stanza.
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