the hours

oh how the days hours,bring about unforgotten peace
the roads of the mind which bring me back to this solem place
when love finds time a midst a tired life
i roam these hours searching for change,the hours have no end
when the bright flash in anothers eye brings peace to my heart
i search the hours,a path i have to cross
in wakened sunlit days as the sky spreads like an open bloom
the hours are forced upon,the days never ending chalice
i take a sip and breath again in this flow of time
i once again find the hours within my mind
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Posted: Sep 2011
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the hours of the day

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