Not a blossom, a withered bud
scars encrusted by dark, hardened blood
Weary spirit caught in the past
looking to find peace and freedom at last.
longing to breathe outside air again
to laugh and smile and sing again
roll in grass and catch the breeze
climb waving branches of the trees
see the world in a better light
serene glimmer of stars at night
dive into fluffy clouds, swim in the sky
live in truth and no more lies
bathe in moonlit waterfalls
balance on fragrant garden walls
drink the warmth of summer sun
leap and dance and lightly run
play hide and seek with rainbows
live sweetest dreams that anyone knows
live no more a silent wraith.
Live a life of love and faith.
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