I Was

I spoke to the city gray

Asking for its secrets

Enshrined behind stone

They were stepped on

By feet uncaring

I drew water pure

From a fountain

Unquenchable

To drown my 

Dreams unnatainable 

I climbed a peak bare

Touched the ceiling

Of a world chained

Yet the nomadic wind

Remained ever free

I beckoned the sea without end

It came to me unrepented

The waves touched my lips

Sharing the secrets of the deep

I found my heart again there.

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