Miscouche

Water mass held in a hollow land
Enveloped in aquatic splendour
Deep blue unending
Framed in pink and red
In the midst of nowhere
A dot lost in galaxies

Little creatures thrive therein
Singing to the summer fires
Geese sitting on the golden eggs
Wooden bridges over the waters
Oh! I’ve been on this way before

Water on the land, land on waters
Quiet goose, golden eggs
We are here for a while
The book is closed
The chapters are over

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