I am the rains of sorrow Whose wings of song are apart On the edge of dreams The rush of a beating heart
The gift of the World's End Where are the gates of wonder? I am waiting for sunset Hanging on clouds of thunder
I am glad for the time From tomorrow comes my sheep Which gates of dreams I enter In din and rains I sleep
The time of the World's End Hang gifts of sunset things Change wonders apart Glad for sorrowful wings
Another from the dredge that was my writing days 8 years ago. This one was made in a poetry class. The challenge? We were given a set of words to work with and we could only add prepositions and articles. This is what came of that.