إن شاء الله
the splash of liquid diamonds in the night sky
the commas, pause for breath, 'midst poetry
fresh dewdrops awakening, perched atop the grass
light rain of tears rebounding up unheard from dust and puddles
the scratch of drumming surfaces that beat a rhythm
flightpath of birds on their way to the throne room
hoofprints of Pitzeem's mare
the dirt in the field flying out behind Badger's hind claws
the wink of gleaming stardust settling behind rocky peaks in a yellowing dawn
the commas, pause for breath, 'midst poetry
fresh dewdrops awakening, perched atop the grass
light rain of tears rebounding up unheard from dust and puddles
the scratch of drumming surfaces that beat a rhythm
flightpath of birds on their way to the throne room
hoofprints of Pitzeem's mare
the dirt in the field flying out behind Badger's hind claws
the wink of gleaming stardust settling behind rocky peaks in a yellowing dawn
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