Going

Possibilities, a hope of things to come, adventures still to be lived.

In the evening as I walk As I throw myself into The unknown of Distant shores, different soils, Rains unknown, that will quench my thirsty soul, 

As I wander I bend, I swirl and I dance in wind, I follow the warmth of distant suns And a world opens to me 

In the evening as I walk As I throw myself into, The unknown of distant shores, different soils, Like a child I open my arms Ever hoping That one day I might bloom.

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