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Mud Canvas Dreams
In squelching earth where whispers play,
Nature’s canvas brews by day,
With every stomp, a tale begins,
As dreams seep through where movement spins.
Footprints left in muddy hues,
Imprint stories, old and new,
Beneath the sky's vast, watchful eyes,
A palette formed from earth and skies.
Flowers bloom, their colors spread,
In the wet embrace where secrets tread,
Each splatter tells of long-lost schemes,
In the rich embrace, we chase our dreams.
So let us dance on this soft ground,
Where art and nature both are found,
In every squish and every stride,
Dream poems rise, and hopes abide.
Steam and Dreams
In dawn’s embrace where the soft earth sighs,
Dreams rise like steam from the wet ground lies.
Murky whispers weave through the shadows of trees,
Floating on air, like a gentle breeze.
Puddles of hope reflect fleeting light,
In the world where whispers dance into night.
Each droplet a story, a secret untold,
Mingling with memories, both timid and bold.
Here in the mud, where the lost thoughts convene,
Visions take flight in the soft, silken sheen.
So tread with care, where the dreams spill like rain,
For treasures of wishes lie hidden in grain.
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