Rare is the world
where fragile water
brims the edges
of wonderment and hope.
Rare is the day
when joy overcomes
the sorrows of yesterday
with the laughter of today.
Rare is a time
when peace comes
without consequences
or tender mercies revealed.
Rare is a heart
that can take the tides
and rise above
to view the new plane.
Fragile water and tender merices
given:
without cost or retort.
Just lighter eyes and souls in flight;
the better to see you with, my dear.
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