Say my name when a tree susurrates

Once and again telling a story lost in time

the way it starts and the way it ends

Never again making up stories in dismay

With several starts, but just one end

Ah, how I long to embrace

The future breaking out of shades from the past

Still ablaze

Save your tears for the day so far away

To irrigate the wilderness that’s still asleep

In the world waiting to be lit

To spread over the riverbeds so dry and dead

Let ships that ran aground re-launch their sails

Ah, how I long to embrace

The future breaking out of shades from the past

Still ablaze

Seeds bear new life when flowers dare to fade

Petals linger about

awaiting one last dance

Shaking off all the dust from the past

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