Lucidity


I wish to lay my head
Upon the quiet tranquility of sleep
Where only the sounds
Of pristine brook flow
And the chirping
Song of birds echo.

If I were to rise
I hope to wake at the sight
Of nature's grandeur
Where blooming flowers
And sturdy trees
In the breezy breeze hover.

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