This poem only available on Stories Space. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.Search the skies for precious gemsAnd roll the waters away.Reveal the treasures so deeply hiddenAnd sweep the night to day.Weave a song so glorious,A song to grow the dawn!A melody of sparkling dewTo grace the fresh blushed morn.The bursting colours of the earthLie dusty on the wingOf butterflies, decayed and lost,No dance can t...
