The Hills of my Heart

The world is bigger now, it seems.

My horizons stretch like a pelican’s wings

From shimmering waters to shadowy mountains.


This land now seems so peaceful and still,

So quiet compared to its tumultuous past,

That I could almost forget that it was my own.


My heart; my heart! That beats in time again.

So gently restored to its former benevelance

The storms receded, the frost has thawed.


Despite my ever-expanding garden green

It’s still so easy to get lost in the sky

In a world so vast, there’s room for two.


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