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Lagging behind you
in the shadow of nights,
lagging behind you
a trail of ghostly knights.
Walking in front of you
to reach the high sky,
floating above you
in a dream of clouds.
Dancing around you
brightly shines my day,
dressed in silvery blue
enlightens my Sunday.
Run, quick, quicker
between the edges of my heart
swirl, jump,
whirl and pump
circle around
touch ground.
Beat on the drums,
strong, stronger
loud, louder,
swirl, swirl
again, again.
You float in a trance,
you touch Thy,
who lives in you,
is part of you
is all you.
Merche