I Peter Pan
Away from my body
Every night
Bee feeding my imagination
Fictionly speaking
From a boy
Form a man
My dreams
Living the day is a gift
Truth for that to be thankful
Mindful disobedience
It is he who has spoken consciously
Forever hold your peace
Held closest most inner being
Eternal heart flame
Cast me a shadow
So my soul may live on mate alone
Budding flowering blossoming
In seasons of death
Rebirth carnations
But a rose
Stemming of elegance
Of my bitter sweet romance
Of the very life I live today
May my word alone be my living Legacy
To the I offer my kingdom
Giving all that I have
Peter Pan on a Branch -- Arthur Rackham
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