Upon this time I can turn a blind eye
To enjoy the gifts the storm did bring
Cast them upon the rainbow colored sky
Making sense out of the unreasoning
To soar upon the mighty winds so free
To smell the lavender of the vast fields
To choose to perch in the highest of trees
To leave behind not a trace of myself
Knowing all to soon death will result birth
A circle in time repeating its self
Déjà vu to walk the familiar turf
To hold dear once more the things I have loved
You have kept me alive for all so long
Each beginning I am growing more strong

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