Within The Dreams Of Every Day

P Peter S. Quinn Peter S. Quinn
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Within the dreams of every day Falls a heart in beat of time In their different forms and play From lowest part and the prime As their feelings come in clear Running through the rhythms found Through months and each year From the tides turning around Life that touches everything From its day and nightly on With the words and songs to sing Until they descend and are gone Rushes of the waving hours Of the endless sea from outside Seeds of gone and coming flowers With our feelings as their guide What it means or nothing at all Through the colors that are there During this endless times that fall Until all is gone from all of here Worlds of world’s different apart Love that comes and can’t stay Commencing beat of one own heart That’s today or from yesterday

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