Not to be

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When darkness falls upon my eyes-
Through winter’s plight of passing pain
I’m nowhere to be found and then-
I’m lost again, I fade.

Through days of sunlit morrow land-
Redundancies of thought,
There’s ray of hopeful morrow;
One that’s very minuscule.

Seamstresses of nature land-
Have made it through the darkness and-
They’ve shone again once more;
They have shown us rays of light.

I wish I knew your secrets;
So that I could lay with you.
I will, were am, a prophet-
From lands of timeless rain.

I heard that when it rained-
Upon skies that held the sun,
There’d be rainbows;
Tales of cosmic beauty.

Today was very sunny,
Then it drizzled;
This I saw.
Yet no rainbow did I see.

Today was very sunny,
Then it drizzled;
I’m in awe.
No rainbow do I see!

Perhaps it’s only me.
It’s only you.
It’s only us.
It’s not beauty that has hid.

We’re fast asleep-
And are all gone.
We’ve decided-
Not to be.

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