I look upon the world with open eyes,
Days past and for time seems so far yet close.
An erudite maiden sends her goodbyes.
They say I’ve got it, enough for a dose.
I adore this sphere, as do I love her.
The children lose their open want for air.
The time is ticking; it all turns to blur.
A tender promise shown with little care.
The seeking of thou is lost and hiding.
I want to see it all before I go.
A gift that values the sight of seeing,
Oh she blooms and learns, I watch as she grows.
To the world I’ll never leave, I thank you.
Spiritually I gaze from this calm view.
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