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Recykling Spring In AwakeningHere comes the soft wind and the running streams Listen to the giggle of the breeze Its in the breath of exitement The forest spirit comes like a slow wildfire The morning dew makes the gasping growth Spring is fast spring is slow We fly above the clouds Life is pure gold in salty waters beside the old As we laugh as we travel in manufactured oxygen of love It was in yesturday our time elapsed It was in tomorow we were today It is in the river voices are talking It is in the trees whispering wind It was in the crosses of paths beyond Nourishing souls entertwined The formations of wawes in our aw
Again, again, again, closer
Face to face breathing our life
Shoulder to shoulder
Your arms around mine
Lets crawl into eachothers vanes
Precious composers steps into the wildfire
Mere lust or desire? Oh give mercy! Love!
That pulse under your skin
A flute in my redwine blood
A steamhouse in a delicate glass
A sun in the oyster gray lilies opened wind
And you say
- Stone come here, come here!
We have vibrations
Lets become meadows
Lets decorate the earth
Lets be diamonds and pearls
Wood and the sea its a plea
And so it is now And here we are Like always before Recykling Eternity
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