It’s in the clear sky
Whistling wings that drift away
New roses tremble
Buzzing air of thirsty bees
Light sun that caresses green leaves
Searching for warmth
Finding peace
Ah, whether you want it or not now
Go loaded
Carry the fruit of your vigils
Full of light
Finally living
Go loaded
Under the shade of the tall tree
But be innocent
Like a pure breeze that blows on us
Power that intoxicates you
With a filter of unknown origin
Light sun that caresses green leaves
Searching for warmth
Finding peace
Ah, whether you want it or not now
Go loaded
Carry the fruit of your vigils
Full of light
Finally living
Go loaded
Under the shade of the tall tree
Roses tremble
Wings whistle
Pure breeze
Broken vigils
Gentle sun
Go loaded
Carry the fruit of your vigils
Full of light
Finally living
Go loaded
Under the shade of the tall tree
Rated for Mature(17+)
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PoetryIt’s in the clear sky
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Summary:
That is a new poem
Written by
Aldo Kraas
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