I have watched where the winds tarry across those floods of mind and sea Little imperfections that carry where scent to breeze affects the senses and stresses deep, that want to know and grow. I have traveled the far and lonely reached across the divide of mind and here within the gloaming of the moment I raise my hand Seeking that deliverance that warmth that resides deep within the pounding heart wishing to know, To be known within the embrace of the Gods.
Tempting this colliding hole of indifference that seems to gather the hordes around Blinded to the views and style of life they fail to live the sound That echo that wings upon their minds and begs If only for a second , allowing them the chance To gather the fruits of life. Softly they walk in sheltered courses that trail the long divide between them and there themselves Strangers that carry the light of their souls away.
But here in this far sighted gorge where time holds the moment precious, dear I see the hemisphere of faith Of hope and youthful toil linger upon the fading breath of man, Calling, calling where the silence pervades their thoughts but how well they turn asunder and walk their fantasy.