The Call Of Beauty
Across the winds, across the lands
waiting for no one, waiting for greatness
waiting not for me
O, the call of beauty
tempting, calling, enticing
the destined for the streets
always tempting me
O, the call of beauty
followed by the blind
reaching for greed
followed by me
O, the call of beauty
beyond the next wind
leaving everything behind
beyond me
O, the call of beauty
poem by Cameron Bird
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