When the skies are settled
And out went the sea
A rocky cave is shone
For all the world to see
And in Its depths in darkest waves
There shines a light,
Of fluttering filtered focus
There swims a fish
With but three fins,
Through lakes of reddened snow.
But light through every flake
Oct 28, 2011
Oct 28, 2011 at 7:20 PM UTC
Long ago I met the moon
On such a sorrowed day
With all my heart,I came to love
That perfect broken moon
Though on a darkened,sorrowed day
The moon, had gone away
And in the darkness left behind
I was twisted, I was blind.
Untill the day I saw the sun,
And the sun looked toward my way
I began to see, the sun and moon
Werer simply not the same.
The sun out shone the lowley moon
A fool, to be so blind.
So now I see, that there is more, there's beauty I can find
In people,places, sight and sound.
There's beauty that abounds
Oct 28, 2011
Oct 28, 2011 at 7:18 PM UTC
Long ago I met the moon
On such a sorrowed day
With all my heart,I came to love
That perfect broken moon
Though on a darkened,sorrowed day
The moon, had gone away
And in the darkness left behind
I was twisted, I was blind.
Untill the day I saw the sun,
And the sun looked toward my way
I began to see, the sun and moon
Werer simply not the same.
The sun out shone the lowley moon
A fool, to be so blind.
So now I see, that there is more, there's beauty I can find
In people,places, sight and sound.
There's beauty that abounds
Oct 28, 2011
Oct 28, 2011 at 7:18 PM UTC