A Vision
To Tony Frazer
Maybe a landscape.
The blurred lines,
colors melting away,
and the beauty of it.
Enough to take a sideway path,
or no path at all,
and walk through wet meadows
in the cold.
Enough to wait
for an uncertain sun
in solitude.
But the sound in the forest,
the distant vision,
and the beauty of it--
To Tony Frazer
Maybe a landscape.
The blurred lines,
colors melting away,
and the beauty of it.
Enough to take a sideway path,
or no path at all,
and walk through wet meadows
in the cold.
Enough to wait
for an uncertain sun
in solitude.
But the sound in the forest,
the distant vision,
and the beauty of it--
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