True and false gathering for a picnic
The wind toying with the lush grass
Clouds hugging the mountains like a sidekick
The sierra welcomes green on its behalf
Looking inside, Incredible vistas
Looking inside, I’m nowhere to be found
Wandering angles come here for a visit
The cold stream nourishing the birds
My eyes are open and I’m looking for the artist
Who’s conjuring far exceeding words
Looking inside, Incredible vistas
Looking inside, I’m nowhere to be found
Looking inside, I’m nowhere to be found
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Drifting in the ocean of space and time
Ignoring ideas of loss or expectation
While butterflies whisper in rhyme
Looking inside, Incredible vistas
Looking inside, I’m nowhere to be found
Looking inside, Incredible vistas
Looking inside, I’m nowhere to be found
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