Sun kissed mountains
Morning dew
The world awakens, bathed in gentle light
The sleepy trees begin to rustle
The river flows with a certain might
Stretching beyond human sight
Golden-hazed sky
No birds to fly
Summer has awakened
It stretches and yawns
The river clear, blue and bright
The soft gently roar of the river
Is all, is all to be heard throughout the starry-eyed night
The wind is strong
The tide goes in and out and rolls along
It makes me feel mellow
The rocks red, orange and yellow
The trees are like a a carpet covering
The land is a friend
The sand is shattered pieces of sun
The air sharp with scent of pine
It leaves me feeling oh so fine
Heaven on Earth some would say
I say it over in a trance
And then it disappears as if it was just a glance
O valley made of sun-kissed beams
You are the thing a person wants and dreams
I hold on tight to the memory
As it flies away
Leaving nothing to gain but leaving, leaving….
Pain
Then the flowers wilt away
And Robert frost was actually right
Eden really did sink to grief
Nothing gold will ever stay
At the end it will always go away
I reach my hand in the air
Holding on to memories, promises,
false hopes and streaming hot salty tears
Wishing gold was never real
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