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Hold us unto your ear,

And we recite a saga untold.

Feel us under your feet,

And we ride you to the realms of your past.

Gaze upon us with your seeking eyes,

And we paint a picture, that’s yet to unfold.

Yes, we dance, we sing, we paint;

We are the joyous bounds.

And yet,

When the waves wash over us,

We travel to the ships unfound.

Thanks for reading.

Categories: Poems