Flaming locks framing,

Green-blue pools of ocean’s deep.


Arias like birdsong pure and dancing,

Melodies for my stumbling shock.


Drink this soul deep and greedy,

Colour the shadows out of the grey.


Echo in every daydream,

Lead these fumbling murmurs;

Seeking unknown and forgotten,

Feeling amidst the lost,

Thrums the drum awaking!

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