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breathe children, breathe
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Prose in a world of shadows and falling snow
lies the keeper of all our hearts
for it is only now, this time, always
where we find the truth
it is all truth
veiled in colours and shapes of our own creation
and i sit here
fingers touching keys, awareness detached, hoping to find the answers to the questions that stir in my heart
hoping they will come to me, somehow
and my Guardian sleeps in the next room
when I thought it was i, who guarded him... but no
in my heart flows a river of green pastures and thick forests
drops of water on stones
and glowing, everything glowing
my destiny lies there
from my heart springs forward new life
from new life springs forward strange dreams
but not so strange, if you listen by covering your ears and see by covering your eyes
for it is only then, that the faint whisper shall come to you... and you shall know yourself
breathe, children, breathe...
use the concrete to capture what cannot be captured
for these are your tools here on this planet
these are the tools which were given unto your hands
this is why you are here
breathe, for wonder,
even for the not-so-innocent,
is only a breath away
