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Days ~ Jon Anderson This song of evenings light Would charge my memory to flight The trees that listen. Swift wings do carry on through constant Gardens they offer delight It is the evening. In deepest woods and fern Young deer step light through mornings mist Ascend the swallows. First light streams through the treetops Bouncing as the flowers illuminate The breath of morning. This song of ages past I lay in Peace midst grass so green To reach to skyward. Where larks do sing such high delights Do pour into my senses. The days are blessings The days are blessings The days are blessings.
Posted on: Tue, 21 Oct 2014 09:40:48 +0000

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