Glory waves

Rested leaves fall to the ground
There they lie on a bed of peace
The wind gently picks them up
Then moves them like waves across rolling hills
They splash light and colour wherever they go
Their beauty abounds
Bidding me
Walk upon my carpet
Fly across open skies
See into distant lands
A glory trail
Spread out beneath your feet
For you to see.


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