Monday, 21 May 2012

Flags of Magic

Standing alone in a world of its own
Grasping branches along its path
Orange blossoms fill open land
River runs through the never ending land

Flowing water crunches waves of light
Broken shoulders of cloud
Help birds take flight
Thistles peek up
Between shades of green

Burning reds and yellow
Colour the vast band
Of wonderful eye catching mountains
Pushed against the cold grey fountains

Of rain droplets fall
Down beneath the field
Covered in flags of magic
Sheltered as they yield  

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