See the tree line and slowly focus past, to see a valley so pure and so vast, as clouds play the blues beyond the overpass.
While they roll in, blue birds sing, and benevolence of irrelevance from nature start to ring.
We've reached the highway, just follow the sky way, to the Blue yonder to begin.
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Wonder & Wanderlust | Poetry of Roems
PoetryI didn't know the world I read everyday, had a back page, with links to other mediums, in this metaphorical manifestation of philosophical, poetical mischief. This is a collection of profound poetry experiences, exploring the internal, external, met...
