To Clear it All Away
Cassandra McCormack
A million bright stars, burning
to light up the dark, distant sky
A million beads of mist, glistening
to adorn the mighty, majestic peaks
A million blades of grass, swaying
to blanket the sleepy, sloping hills
A million hidden brooks, trickling
to inspire weary, wandering minds
A million fragile crickets, singing
to lull the harsh, hasty crescendo
A million feathered birds, calling
to find gentle, graceful love
A million gusts of wind, howling
to clear it all away
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