too short in its passing
gave credit to our gladness
and held still for a moment
long enough
for me to rediscover
the country of understanding
in your eyes
as you
got used to the wild
playfulness
that you encouraged from me
and we walked
hand in hand
into a place i should have
made my own
but never did
lead by a guide
just as blind as i was
but just as willing to learn
forests touch the sun
from far away
and grow fiercely to the winds
(again)
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