Mountain Air

Heart lit and burned in two
By flames their hottest at blue
The first time isn't always new
Lain cows can still moo
And chew
Read the Bible for what's true
Red letters are the glue
And in the back guiding maps were drew
Delicate pages flutter by faintest breeze blew
Never knocking off balance the morning grass' dew

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