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Dream Caster Jun 2013
The Heavenly Father looks at me    
but turns his face away from me.    
Silence settles like a haze    
over the heavenly garden.    
Cherubs with swords expelling me    
like an ashamed Adam.    
Down through the clouds I fall:    
In vain I seek the support of    
the pillar of the firmament.    
Transparent ground approaches    
with hellfire underneath.    
Earth's surface of glass breaks    
and the depths open.    
Down into the dark where    
no forgiveness is found.    
    
I am now beyond life on the mirror's other side.  
Mysterious mists hide the pervading gloom.    
Others are around me but they do not see me    
Look at me: I'm still someone!    
The emptiness of infinity devours all screams.  
The wraith that is not looks out through the  
shiny surface. The world of life where I used  
to live. Now I'm stuck on the other side of the  
mirror.
Dream Caster Jun 2013
I sit in the early morning
enjoying the dim light.
I see the birds gathering,
ravens black as night.
They are not afraid of me,
a ghost they cannot see.
Though I wish I could stay,
as ravens fly, I fade away.
Dream Caster Jun 2013
Frozen in eternal autumn
I watch the years fall
like yellow leaves.
I have become immobile
and unchanging like
some pagan idol.
Unmoving yet restless,
I see the sun drown in
oceans of time.
In fear of the emptiness
I embraced the gift of
endless dying.
Dream Caster Jun 2013
Speak the truth so
that when you lie
you'll be believed.
Be good, so that
when you have to
be bad you'll be
forgiven.
Dream Caster Jun 2013
The skies darken as clouds form.
The heavy drops leave the clouds.
I was the heavy drop that fell.
Now I am the lightning.
The lightning from the dark cloud.
Dream Caster Jun 2013
When you hurt me
you hurt yourself
If you **** me,
there's less of you.
You know it's true
since I am you.
Dream Caster Jun 2013
Whatever my name,
I am always the same.
I have no shame and
no remorse of course.
I am one, I am many.
Names, faces change.
To me it isn't strange.
I live I die, rise and fall.
Throughout the ages
standing tall.
I've been worshipped,
I have died and risen.
In many voices I speak
to those that listen.
So look into my eyes,
look deep and see.
Perhaps you'll find
you are also me.
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