We will stand, be not moved until it is right. We wait, baited breath, sun and moon, day and night. Selves together we hope for that which will come; alone we believe and eye off far-flung. Castles in clouds and pipes holding dreams sit and stay for as long as is time. And stars in the sky, not yet held, still not mine, abide steady and poise to align. So we’ll stand, we’ll await until it is right, until the dawn signals start. When the planets fall in and we sense it begin – signed best by the beat in your heart.
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