A colorful word murmured in a blind ear
will usually merge into disappear
but sometimes some rhymes blend like fire to sword
and heart-tempered strike the enchanting chord.
Deep inside the human mind, deeper than sorrow can mine
pool scenes of tomorrow, dreams unfollowed, uncut humankind--
a diamond history of life and light and the heavens above
that true-blue stars reflect, sundew hearts true-love.
It takes only a brief leaf-kiss ripple in this unfathomable sense
for buried pleasures to resurface as priceless treasure
and for distant smiles and starry sighs to together forever
in child-eyed remembrance.
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