Trapped in a timeless pause, an endless moment,
forever pursuing a non sought after idea,
expressing the limitless guile of a laughing smile.
Insulated, apart, a far off tender glance,
reflects the glory of a shining tear.
Through the watery grave of the mind's dead ideas,
arise waves of thought, pounding wind blown shores.
Treeless forests spread their branches over open plains.
Heavenly winds descend, scouring the landscape from mountain to shore,
bringing calm to the raging seas of thought.
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