Running River Will Yet Have Starlight

Over sudden stops in the wood
Surface supports over mostly by frames
Flowers stay'd over lands
Sudden starts many rolls
Old story in a-story nor too stormy,
My stuff everywheres.
Survival from free got scenes before
Me compares & lots do shudder
What's new life stirs me raised at,
An echo rains beyond
Hidden winds swiftly go;
Pulls as wells straw's plastic moment wet
& won't get outta me a-darn thing
To hang yearning from joys so
Dwelling of being with you,
Stepping-stones last how fading between
Stands behind a-fence
Delights anything now.
Thee likes it set without covers or nets,
Unto as pebbles down;
Green clovers count as that be
By among ravens at the bells deliver'd
I insist'd was to insights,
Readjust'd just like art.
Then follows old throws for chairs
Gleaming ahead in waves
Not to drown out from a-talk
On the ways of roses white
Now that underneath discerns some sense.
Without coats drew as ponder
Gotta go catch the flow better, if, from, you
Windowsills to horizons
I cart'd off a-grand entrance high a-jar
On lids innermost fruits
Broke ends grew many mine
There afore glasses are dropt
Everywheres into colours
& goes onto a-top of dressers paint'd
I need glasses to find glasses
Is this inwards dew befell'd we two
Like a-teardrop fell far
Unto as boulders watch
Unbeknownst to us there
The Fall's well to a-wet end
& a-good ole day & times exist
Withstood on the sides,
Running river will yet have starlight.
I will like it refin'd myself
A-poem by the water
Kept it a-great beam had worlds
Much of dust that works to hesitate
On bells, bells, bells brings asleep
Round'd on ceilings lower'd with lights
Follow the sky until there
The sun comes up again
Worn clearly brightly at sailing
Here long an extend'd time
Chasing the sunset, I choose,
Mountain's pretty room.
I just paint'd a-way must love
Going out I betook are,
For ye good ole Roy's
& me my valley & yeah, man
Let's go ahead, pick-up, take-away,
In all directions lays back T.V. set on
I dig it to the bottom.

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[Sami Khalil]

I'm still pondering all your ponders.

[Sami Khalil]

"Now, that underneath discerns some sense.
Drew as ponder"

[Sami Khalil]

"Follow the sky
Worn clearly
Brightly at sailing"