Moon, shine on the Merry-go-round
Show me in all your colours, the lands beyond this one,
The hands that are this one,
And the deep belly breath that takes me there.
Strong, as a dare that glimmers, then disappears,
Tickles my nose,
Catches my tears.
Grasses grow, Trees die
I know you are there above the Sky.
-Lauren Lauren
ANCIENT AVATAR 