EXPRESSING AND UNDERSTANDING

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green
As soft as the marsh that lies below,
The supple clouds floated forward evermore
Nestled between the ends of the earth and the beginning of the heavens

The marsh was the resting place for forgotten inhibitions
And it was where we would soon be
Offered to the heavens, transmuted us to the sky

But between then and now, we will fly together
Between the sky and sea alike
The salty South Carolina air filling our wings

It’s always change…