Poem: Golden Suns

Golden Suns

Where falling stars
rise to golden suns,
freedom tempered by flame.
Where winters transformed
into a timeless spring,
and hearts ascend one the same.

Where the promise prevails,
humanity awakens
and new worlds come to unfold.
Where destined sails billow,
our voyage nears the end
beyond bitter seas and endless cold.

May 19, 2008


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