I reach for the lavender skies above
from the bluish ink below
shooting an arrow of hope
towards it covered with snow
Rising upwards, it adds many colours to the hues
glowing beautifully in the shade of the gold
and tinge of brew
I smile as I see the effect of this grace,
the blank pages are filledand still the ink is thinking
about an incomplete phrase
from the bluish ink below
shooting an arrow of hope
towards it covered with snow
Rising upwards, it adds many colours to the hues
glowing beautifully in the shade of the gold
and tinge of brew
I smile as I see the effect of this grace,
the blank pages are filledand still the ink is thinking
about an incomplete phrase
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