Refreshing The Fields (poem)
Stop
Calling through what use to be
Searching for some memory
Embers of a mystery
Down forgotten streets
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Stop
Wandering forgiving mist
Following those things dismissed
Wonderings which still persist
Pictures washed ashore
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We are not there anymore
One more corner turned a while ago
An instant destined for the wind
Sweetness refreshing the fields
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Stop
Gathering up the leaves of why
Which left the tree to kiss the sky
Strange how dreamer’s bodies lie
In a jealous world
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We are not there anymore
In those footprints paved by someone else
Which showed their purpose after all
Pathway refreshing the fields
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Stop
Calling through soft use to be
Falling on what eyes can’t see
Stalling in complacency
Of moments to regret
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We are not there anymore
Building stairways to another door
Wishing for the dreams amid the clouds
And rains refreshing the fields
Of possibilities