A gift hidden from sight
Am present for this moment to connect
For the day which passes into night
For each touch reaches sadness
The power to heal
And bring love and acceptance.
For within its burnt sapphire realm
Rust slowly moves
And captures the forgotten dreams
Perhaps this occasion to meet
Thought and prayer
Expressed in hope
For rust never sleeps in our hearts.
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Written for Poetry Jam
* Inspired by Neil Young's album - Rust Never Sleeps.
