how did i come
to...my senses?
to...this music?
it was...just...yesterday...
just crumbs...of a forgotten life
i sat...in the corner of my shame
as...missing the day of my audition
lost...in the forest of my fears
yet...she came
like a chorus
gathering to a greatness
like a ship...over the horizon
offering her sweet grapes
of...a new life
the promise...of new wine
every eye...every smile
now welcoming me
into...
these....fields...
of Hope............(-BCreech)
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