A Poem of Golden Polar Bears

You must hear the golden polar bear
under a soft blanket of grass
to the rough rug upon the shallow waters
under the ocean

You must speak of the mythical creatures in their cave
slowly the birds sing into the the cave of despair
a golden compass in the limelight
a green thumb to its pink covers
a rough road
not an ending to life

Secrets whisper as an orange otter makes its way to earth
a wave of wonder
a silver sea carrying leaves

Hear my story
come see a magic like no other
a world, a song
you must reach of a crystal light above a dove

Hear a sound
hold it like no other
a musical chorus hidden throughout the universe
dare me to lift a hundred thousand stars
in the band of blue
invisible lines holding a secret unknown