Upon the sand
Over the time of life
My name is
Etched deep in the depths of the sand
Rolling and blowing
Over time disappearing
Like life
So brittle to behold
So is the name in the sand
Deep but brisk
Moving us from life to life
Generation to generation
Over and over
We go
Depths below
Bellow with the sway
Of the riverside
What the river knows
It will never concede
To know or not
So take what the waters shed
The waters of life
Substance
Take it one moment at a time
With the gentle whispers of the
The river
Upon a light foot
Of feather wind
Born on the evening
And raised in the morning sun
The angles tread
In the words with us
In our spirits
Unseen
Protecting the feeble and
Weary
And powering the peaceful
So take heed today
That we go
Where the angels tread
All else has failed
The world is simply
Upside down
Good is bad
Bad is good
All is against all
In a darkness no one
Understood
Would take us back
To a place of proclaimed hate
For those against us
And as the darkness falls all around
In the quiet
In the depths of a plane night
The wind will remember your name
Blistered shores of sand
Rolling through the colors of life
The forest rich and life full of
A wondering love of life
Blues and greens
Perched on yellow and green
So the bends of the river
So unfiltered
The air is full of
The spirit that is
The land all around
From the beginning
There is hope
Hope to help
Hope to see the other side
Of a world
Spinning in darkness
As the darkness spreads
The words
Fall off the tree
Dead
To those unfinished prayers
For those who need the words
They echo the walls of life
All around
Mirrored in the waters
Of a blithe Lake Michigan
The city reflects
Cool and collected
Over the volumous water
Blue and lurking
Over the shores of the lake
Overseeing lakeshore
In the lights of the city
Speckled in orange hue
We see ourselves living a life
Me
And
You
In the depths of a cold winter
Off the shores of Lake Michigan
The piers of Chicago
Extend
Into the webs of ice
Blistering through the
Cracking of time
On the streets full of vibrant
Life with fires in the souls
Of everyone who knows
The days and nights
Of Chicago life
A dense word of sorts
From the tops of the lights
On the buildings shoes
Only seen in the heavy
Dew
That drapes the water
Lapping the shores
Of Lake Michigan
And down the Wabash
And around to Lake Shore
The call of the Ferris Wheel
And the laughter of the people
Walking side by side
Riding in cars as they
Go by
The fog of Chicago makes a big
City small
With only what you can see
And that is all
The lament of the prairie wind
As the world spins on
Reckless with disregard
As the grass
Flows
Back and forth
The sun hits just one tree
Standing in the distance
As the time of
The world we know
Goes by
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