Wilderness

We can’t forget our

nightmares

And we can’t recall

our dreams

While everything

is illusion

No matter how it

seems

But somewhere in

the darkness

There’s a tiny fading

light

And all I can do

is pray that you

find shelter in the

night

A man will know

his enemies

And a woman know

her friends

While the bishop

on his chess board

Only knows how

to pretend

And the Christian

looks for answers

In his ancient

Holy book

But the answers lie

in the children’s eyes

if he would only stop

and look

A day is gone forever

in the moment that

it ends

While a memory is

eternal

If we share it with

a friend

And the universe

will answer

If we listen for

the call

But we will have

to find a quiet place

because it’s voice

is rather small…

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