Come Ride Upon The Magic Hills

Come ride upon the magic hills,
Close up your mind and open up your soul —
There’s more to come then what is now,
Much more than just this circumstance, or role —

There’s autumn in the trees and sky,
There’s chocolate and cinnamon for all —
Come ride upon the magic hills,
The blissful, cool, expansiveness of fall

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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