The Hills

I woke upon these sapphire hills
my eyes turned to heaven’s clear
not sleeping but was dreaming still
of those lost and younger years
in which I sought to find my way
across the peaks of days ahead
those wide eyed summers ‘fore me lay
filled with questions not yet said
and in this reverie was I
the cloud of youth before the storm
which hung beyond this dreamlike sky
now twilight has escaped my dawn

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