MARROWS OF TIME

Walk with me in the valleys of green
That comes to me in darken dreams;
Watch the raven feed on the dead,
those who has lost their heads,
Look, and see what Dark Angel brings
that has darkened wings;
He likes to make bleed.
Oh, why does he have to be so mean?
Once he lived in a fair stylish place
Where love was always given,
Where sins were forgiven,
He once given his heart,
But with time love has taken him for a ride,
Now, he stands in quicksand,
While his heart sinks as he grieved,
Words of true darkness sharpened the sword
That cut him deep;
So, now he wants everyone to feel is inter pains,
Where his love is now in the golden grave,
Ancient witches have taken all his love away,
Now he walks around in scorching agony,
In ancient time, he has lost his mind,
Dark Angel will always be curs,
And every gentle rose will be dried
the roses will turn to ashes
of the forbidden love,
In his ancient love of sweet days,
All that has passed away;
Wandered of true love has been lost,
In the ancient green valleys;
Where the graves of true love in ancient days
Will always be lost into darken dreams
until the Light shines on all who sees,
through the windows of the true believer’s eyes
will see that shining light,
the spirits will sing songs
that never has been sung before,
on the pearls of time the ruby sea will glow
where the ships will sail,
and the slaves of the wounded will be healed,
doors of visions will be open,
the deaf ears will hear,
and God will whip away all their tears,
Oh, Enoch and all the ancient slaves
Will come out of the grave,
But until the darkness will be.
Where the blind could never see,
Souls are lost into the sea,
Where the dusty dead lost their heads,
In to the marrow of time.

Poetic Judy Emery © 2017
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery