BlueOasis

Bustling through the echoes of the heart. What comes may lead to a secret garden. A timid rose beneath the hedges Fearing to be plucked by a pick. Flowing waters through the pebbles through all the crevices and lost paths. The warmth of the shoulders of our land On which we lay and gaze into the starry nights. Assuring embraces of the cool breeze Whispering the buzzes and echoes of tomorrow. Cradled for the night. And there she's blown into the wind.

Forever and always  In the dreams of time Walking through dark nights  and climbing to the sun Through misty dingy skies  Swaying with the currents  of the red mountain and the fields Through the twisted game  of sun and shadows  And smooth and bumpy rides  Till there is more that enters  miles away from the core Looking back to where it all began  Embracing the randomness  and the longing for those old days Through the rush of time Racing from a busy road to open fields and spaces Till you find what ticks cannot be altered And the needle comes back to where it started ticking