At the wishing well


The bush at last! my soul friend, my soul freed, but one thought
Spreads its ferns, calmly

Thru the land, thats shaped me, i pledge allegiance with you

Whose humanity changed me

But still, the breeze all around, in the middle of green bush hidden from thee

I wish to take your hand, G, come, one day into this eden walk with me

I ask the intersection of all things that be

Spreads over the land like the breeze, i ask the land

Youre my wish G, at the wishing well,

I feel i am already here with thee


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