We them

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My eyes are kissed by stars

with the light of millions of years

Brought to life here this place

on a wave of billions of tears,

Carried through the centuries,

of hope, sweat and fears

.

My eyes are filled with crimson skies

as in time past blessed human eyes

The glowing orange silken moon

seen from icy waste to desert dune

Ancient gazers saw and knew

lived there under in own times tune

.

My heart has burst in burning song

as those long gone and yet to come

Suspended in this life of time

as all to live, theirs too called mine

Rippling echoes of all lives past

Held in the mould, the present cast

.

My breath has run to drink the winds

Different lyric and tune, plays to sing

To taste the bitter sweet as every tong

Yet sings the same as human sung

and thought its body every self

Lost the truth of every self as one

.

My soul takes flight as spirit born

on wings of light in constant dawn

Self is the gift...unique in fashion

and to every other self

Selflessness gives to self

True compassion

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