Have you heard of Varin’s seat,

have you heard the music bare,

have you heard the salt spray songs

that steel your soul in life-ish dare?

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It comes on swells from Over-yon

it comes in dales of aqua wave

it comes all tinged in bronzish flame—

the fire-gift the sky last gave.

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Let the lilt drift into you.

Let child-hope reclaim the ached.

Let ardent fire ignite your sight

with dreams reborn and dreams awaked.

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Feel the thrillish, wisely-grave.

Joyful sober in the sound.

Feel your dreams, then let them be

untethered lights to all around.

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Come for joy and keep the wealth,

come for light for hope and heart,

come for songs internalized

that bright the soul and burn the smart.

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