Tzefas

Azure whispers...
.......pure waters
winding
....fnding..
My thirsty soul
love..peace..
Holiness..
A million brushstrokes..
forming coloful..nooks..
as I walk..and explore..
her mystical lore..
breathing her cool air
In the moonlit evening, clear
as a mountain view..
..of magical valleys..
And in her breeze..
I hear the hum..
the bongo drum...
In the distance...
I will leave..soon..
but my soul has been
.........hued
by your brushstrokes...
......azure blue...
Mmm I feel connected
..to the millions of souls
that have called this..
..mystical
City on a Mountain
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