Washed clean by the tides of reason
unknown comes the child...
Unraveled by the sands of time...
Baptised by salty foam...
The moon at it's fullest hour pulls gingerly...
tugging...pulling...
Wake up oh Sleeper!
Rise...child of the night...child of the sea
Rise!
Rise to meet the morning long before it comes...
Usher in the new beginning...
Rise as the midnight dew gathers on the grass
and come to me in my dreams...
I see you in my minds eye...
leading me by the hand...
thru the gates the garden awaits...
you lead me there without a care
across the desert sands
where i have long laboured with painful toil...
Smiling...laughing...
you look back at me as i follow you into the mist...
Lead me to the garden immortal one.
Lead me to the Sun.
Thursday, July 16, 2009
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