Flight of last Returning

in the ancient world of India 

The flight of last returning Florida

Drowned itself in quakesand a mystery unknown that shakes

Up the sea red underneath

Grey down below the surface hinden stones

Never to recover

Shaking in the wind storm

Until moonlight to shine midnights glowing on the earth

A peaceful movement changes everything

God created while here

Nothing can stop it nor hinder it

For God got it all along

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