Everblooming

Fields of my hope. Everblooming.
Running from dreams is disaster.
You feel if your heart is grooving
But you just cannot move faster.

It is alright, please don’t worry.
Calm down your mind and listen:
That’s the unchangeable glory
Coming to life through a whisper.

02-feb-2019

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