vividly [bad word] to me 
that train ride in late june--
cutting through, [bad word]  
the silent hills in bloom. 

mountains cut that canopy, that canopy of blue; 
i finally let my heart breathe and think a bit of you. 

blazing sky in all its glory--
the stars fill it with light. 
the star you wished on fell to earth 
and set my heart on fire(3). 

face pressed against the window glass 
i watched the terrain change; 
vibrant shades they came and passed, 
that river writhed in pain. 

such beauty i have never seen but it’s been here all this time; 
instead of seeing shades of gray, i see the bright sun shining.

blazing sky in all its glory--
the stars fill it with light. 
the star you wished on fell to earth 
and set my heart on fire(3).