Grey Slate Red Granite


Fluttering freely ribbons in the mountain wind
Loosed from bare branches 
Scooped by unseen hands into the skies
Thrown into the sun
Tossed down deep canyons
Draped softly over grey slate red granite
Tears of colour flying
Crying while unseen giants tread
Cities still sleep in broad day
Away so far from real
Go higher
Go where many are to weak to stay
Rare air
Larger gap between the neurons jump
Richer blood more red
You cannot defeat stone if flesh
Alone with only alchemy
Nature or Nitrogen High Blue
Ever green smell drinks yellow light
White softness blankets grey slate red granite
Obstinate LIFE stays to breathe
Oh how the colours dance in flares 
Stares man as the skirts snap 
Sticks catch the fire 
Light the night with day
Away so far from real
Fluttering freely ribbons in the mountain wind….

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