Rainbows of colour
With a tilt in the head
Marching feet descending steeply
On hills subsiding
Residue, not sound, of foolish choice
Spiralling minds ascending
Ever seeking, defying empty gains
Awaiting heaven’s breath
As lady time’s gentle whisper
Like a breeze, if not a storm
Righting wrongs
So enchanted earth
Time’s infinite motion
So enchanted earth
It’s infinite motion
Rare notions
Love filled potions
Soothe the way
Rainbows of Colour
Shadows of the past better left behind
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