by : Bacardi Gold
24/feb/2022
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as the currents keep the waters roll
the sands of time as sieve drains the surface in volumes
fragments in hues slide back to the sea
leaving a sound that reverberates dreams back to slumber
millions of times in hypnotic tone
winds of unstable speed
and uncertain directions
disturb the sphere of life
the expanse in full color
the night time comes in slow
hiding in its black robe
not minding the cryptic sounds and visions
stars in twinkling powers
can’t do so much to rival the moon’s
even in numbers
the sun may wake to make a day
smiles and hopes can now be theirs
to people around the world
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